Chapter 566 Vignettes

• Olivia
• I rapped my knuckles lightly on the door to Nathan’s office. A moment later, his voice called out, “Come in.”
• Stepping into the room, I placed my hands on my hips upon seeing the scene in front of me: Nathan was standing in front of the mirror, his shirt still untucked and his tie loosened. His desk was a mess of papers and folders, and it was clear that he had been checking over his notes last-minute before the press conference.