After a 12-hour shift, she enters the wrong car… and a billionaire becomes obsessed – she was so exhausted she didn’t even realize it wasn’t her car

wallet, spare socks she had forgotten existed, discharge notes she should have thrown away days ago.

Then she found it.

A white envelope.

Smooth.

Wrong.

Her name was not on it.

Alexander Vale’s was.

The blood drained from her face so fast the street sounds seemed to dim.

“No,” she whispered.

Someone brushed too close behind her.

Olivia flinched.

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