135. Let's call if off, Mr. Contreras

I met Olivia at the entrance of my office, "are you okay?"

"Yes, I am going to need you to cancel that meeting."

"But..."

"Cancel it." I entered my office and shut the door.

My chest tightened with anger, I can't believe my grandmother would go to this extent to prove a point.

A knock sounded on my door, "Olivia, I told you to cancel my meetings."

I looked up in time to watch my grandmother approach me with a smile.

"Let me explain,"

"There is nothing to explain, Grans."

"I am just trying to look out for you."

"No, what you are trying to do is blindside me and bend me to your will. What is it about this girl that you want me to marry her so much?"

My grandmother's smile slipped but she put it back.

"You are a good match."

"The days of arranged marriage are over,"

There was no way in hell I was going to marry someone I didn't know.

"I know but..."

“No,”

“Please, I promise you will like her,” she pleaded with me.

“I don’t care if she saved you. I don’t want to get married because she i