The Beginning Of All Sins

Tyler didn’t elaborate further. He simply left the room with Linda trailing behind, carrying his bags.

Olivia fell silent once again.

Linda turned her head to glance at the room before hurrying to catch up with him.

Tyler would be away on a business trip abroad for the next few days, leaving Olivia to tend to matters at

home.

The Harris Group had teamed up with the local embassy on an infrastructure project.

Their projects were primarily government–linked, with 80% of national infrastructure initiatives falling under the Harris Group’s purview. The overseas project was particularly important, requiring Tyler’s

presence to discuss details with the local government.

Upon arriving at the hotel that evening, Tyler checked in and received a call from Naomi. She knew that he was on a trip, asking if everything went well.

Standing at the balcony, Tyler stared at the big palm tree nearby as he said, “Mm–hmm, I’m here. Everything is going well.”

“That’s great,” she responded. “The weather’s fantastic here.”

After a brief chat, they hung up.

The next morning, while Tyler was on his way to meet with embassy officers, Linda received some news

on the way. She stared at it blankly.

He asked while checking the document, “What’s wrong?”

He didn’t look up but noticed her reaction.

She said, “Bad news, sir.”

Tyler looked up upon hearing her words, then extended his hand toward her with calmness.

She passed him her phone.

As he glanced at the screen, emotions swirled in his eyes. There were some pictures of Olivia and a man. They stood close in a corridor, bathed in romantic light, seemingly sharing a kiss.

Another picture showed the man gripping her wrist as they departed.

The headline read: [The New Mrs. Harris Is Allegedly Cheating]

None of the images clearly revealed the man’s face, only his profile. They were blurry, with only Olivia’s

face in focus.

Linda said, “It’s chaotic over there, sir.”

Though the man’s features were obscured, Tyler recognized him instantly–it was Claude.

Olivia had been having nightmares for a few days, confused as to why. She woke up tired, surprised not to

find Alisa waking her.

She thought it was strange. She checked the time, it was already 10 A.M.

Resting for a moment on the bed, feeling dizzy, she eventually got up and washed.

Arriving at the stairs, Alisa approached with an awkward expression. “Ma’am, Ms. Ana is asking for you at

the dining table.”

Olivia was puzzled. Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

Was Ana asking her for breakfast? Shouldn’t she be done eating and taking her walk outside now?

After a moment’s thought, Olivia headed downstairs.

Ana sat at the table, staring at her.

“Mom,” Olivia called out.