Olivia's POV
Instead of cowering like I usually did, something in me snapped instead. Maxwell Wellington had no right to look through my phone.
Straightening my shoulders, I gave him a hard stare, "Why did you look through my phone?"
Maxwell's eyebrows shot up, clearly not expecting me to challenge him.
"Your phone was blowing up the entire elevator ride. It was only human to check what was so urgent that it couldn't wait five minutes."
"Human?" I let out a bitter laugh. "Yeah right."
His lips twitched - whether in amusement or annoyance, I couldn't tell. But then his expression shifted, becoming more serious.
"Are you trying to take down my company, Mr. Hopton?"
"What?" The word came out sharper than I intended, confusion flooding my voice.
