You Looked Down on Me Once Now You Look Up (Patricia and Oliver) novel Chapter 9

Patricia’s hand froze, the tips of her slender fingers whitening as she gripped the tea tongs.

She’d grown up sheltered by her parents, every move graceful and proper. But after they died, she was thrown into a brutal fight for the family fortune against the Martins. That’s when she learned to be ruthless.

People said Patricia had it all—looks, brains, experience, charm. Everything except luck. Two years ago, she’d stuck her nose where it didn’t belong and saved Oliver. The price? She lost the use of her legs.

If not for that day, she’d be the one running the Martin Group from its top floor, not sitting here in the wheelchair.

Kelly knew Patricia was nobody to mess with. That’s why, when Patricia looked up at her with those calm, unreadable eyes, Kelly felt a wave of guilt.

“It was my mistake,” Patricia said, voice steady. “I’ll go pick him up from Newton Enterprises myself later.”

She always believed in being upfront—address the problem head-on before things got out of control.

Kelly’s heart skipped. The last thing she wanted was anyone to know that Oliver’s wife was in a wheelchair. Letting Patricia show up at the office would be humiliating for their family.

“No matter what, Judy has to stay here,” Kelly insisted, a little too quickly.

Patricia poured her some tea, head bowed so that a lock of hair slipped down and hid her face. Even from across the table, Kelly was struck by how beautiful she looked.

For a split second, Kelly thought, Thank God she can’t walk. If she weren’t in a wheelchair, who knows how much she’d have Oliver wrapped around her finger.

“Fine. If you want her to stay, she can stay,” Patricia said casually.

Kelly blinked, surprised at how agreeable she sounded.

“You promise?”

“Promise,” Patricia replied, nodding.

It wasn’t worth lying about something so petty.

VERIFYCAPTCHA_LABELVerify