The Beginning Of All Sins

At Harris Group, everyone present was part of the elite in society. Initially, they cast sidelong glances at Olivia, but as the meeting progressed, they gradually became engrossed in their discussions.

Olivia found herself busily attending to the crowd. She was the busiest among them once the meeting commenced.

Amidst the meeting, Tyler, who had been issuing instructions to his staff, suddenly stopped and addressed her, saying, “Take a rest.”

Olivia had been in the midst of preparing coffee, but she set down the coffee pot upon hearing his command. She glanced at him, drawing the attention of

everyone in the meeting room.

Taking the opportunity to speak, she replied, “Okay, Mr. Tyler.”

With the room’s attention now back on Tyler, he resumed the meeting.

Olivia placed the coffee pot down and settled on a nearby couch. As she stretched her arms, she couldn’t help but reflect that the job of a secretary was more demanding than she had anticipated. She had been continuously busy throughout the meeting, even though her tasks were relatively simple.

Just then, a staff member from the administrative office approached her, offering a glass of orange juice and a piece of cake. She said softly to her, “Cake and juice. for you.”

Given the circumstances, Olivia didn’t dare to eat, so she accepted the items, and the staff member left with a smile.Copyright by Nôv/elDrama.Org.

Just to be safe, she only drank the juice. She dared not touch the cake.

She never expected that her one–day internship would extend until past 11 at night. As Tyler accompanied her to the elevator, they appeared to be the only people left in the entire building. Weary and drowsy, she stood beside him.

He inquired about her day, “How was your work today?”

Not wanting to admit her exhaustion in front of her boss, she replied, “Not bad,” suppressing her true feelings.

Tyler sensed that she wasn’t telling the whole truth and probed further, “Are your arms tired?”

She was exhausted, having spent the day performing repetitive tasks like printing. But she responded, “No, they’re just a little sore.”

Her answer was quite contradictory. Tyler noted, “Isn’t soreness a type of tiredness?”

However, he hadn’t realized that she was on the verge of falling asleep when he posed the question. She suddenly swayed, prompting him to quickly catch her in his embrace.

Startled, Olivia realized she was resting against him when she opened her eyes. Blushing, she clutched her arms around her chest and looked away.

“Are you that sleepy?” Tyler asked.

Fully awake now, she couldn’t admit her exhaustion due to not sleeping well the previous night and working late into the evening. She simply responded, “I’m fine.”

Tyler, however, understood what she was thinking. After glancing at her blushing face, he assured, “We’ll be home soon.”

She obediently nodded in agreement.

Just then, the elevator stopped. Olivia got out of his embrace, and he let go of her arms too, the tip of his fingers leaving her wrists the moment the door opened.

As they were leaving the elevator, they didn’t notice that Jacob was standing in a corridor near the staff elevator entrance. He watched them walk out together. Once inside the car, Tyler held her hand next to her thigh.