Part 83

Olivia has changed her uniform to casual attire. She glances at herself in the mirror. She's not the elegant, expensive-dressed woman from last night, nor is she the casually dressed boutique type like Ayeleen earlier this afternoon. However, she's not in shabby clothes either. Despite wearing affordable, off-the-rack clothes, Olivia is discerning in choosing fabrics and is adept at taking care of them.

Olivia arrives at the location Ayeleen mentioned a while later. She takes a deep breath before pushing the thick, gold-framed glass door in front of her. The staff of the upscale restaurant looks at Olivia with a judgmental gaze, suspecting that she might have entered the wrong place with her seemingly inexpensive outfit.

"I have an appointment with Ayeleen," says Olivia, somewhat annoyed by the woman's scrutinizing look, guessing she's in her early thirties.

The woman nods, still with a disdainful expression, then guides Olivia to an empty private room.

"Miss Ayeleen said she aske