ADRIAN’S POV.
“Yes, am supposed to go on a date with Dora tomorrow,” I said to James on the phone as I poured myself a glass of whiskey.
“What about work? There are some clients you need to speak to personally.” James replied on the phone.
I walked over to my library and was about to take a seat when I heard my
Who could that be?
“I’ll call you back in a few minutes,” I said dropping my phone on the table.
I walked over to the door and opened it.
Shopping bags were everywhere.
I furrowed my brows, what was this?
doorbell.
“Can I help you?” I asked the delivery man standing there, looking almost bored.
“Are you Adrian Westwood?” the man asked, flipping through a delivery list.
“Yes.”
“I was asked to deliver these here to your house,” he said casually.
To my house, who could have sent this?
I arched an eyebrow. Who?”
The delivery guy pulled out a slip from his back pocket, quickly skimming it before reading the name out loud.
“Umm… Olivia Westwood.”
Huh?
I opened the shopping bags slightly and saw different things, quality branded bags, quality designer shoes, quality dresses lots of them.
“Please sign here.” The delivery guy said while handing me a piece of paper and a pen
signed, still taking in the ridiculous amount of bags surrounding me.
The guy left, and I called my/maids to bring everything inside. It wasn’t like I was going. to deal with this nonsense myself.
Once they cleared everything, I headed back to my library, but before I could even sit down, my phone buzzed.
I picked it up, and what I saw made my entire body go still.
A debit alert. $76,000 was withdrawn from my account.
Was this right or did they make a mistake?
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CHAPTER ME
I immediately called my account officer’s number.
“Janet, I just got a debit alert from my account. I don’t remember making any transactions like this. What’s going on?”
“Just give me a moment, sir,” she said, clicking away on her keyboard.
A few seconds later, she responded, “Okay, sir. Your history shows that your last transaction of $76,000 was spent at a Gucci store on 123 Main St.”
Huh?
I went back to the living room to check the shopping bags that were delivered
The bags had the Gucci sign on them
So this was Olivia doing?
I let out a sigh as I realized I was the idiot who hadn’t changed my credit card password.
“It’s fine. I’m aware of the transaction,” I said curtly.

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