Chapter 238

Olivia POV

"I'm not accepting your job offer. I don't need your help. Financial, legal, or otherwise." I straightened my shoulders. "Whatever you think is going on, whatever you think you know, you're wrong. So do us both a favor and don't approach me again. Don't show up wherever I am. Don't offer me coffee or jobs or your unsolicited opinions about my marriage."

James tilted his head, studying me like I was some fascinating specimen under a microscope. Then he smiled. Really smiled, and it sent ice through my veins.

"I'll remember this conversation," he said pleasantly. "I'll remember that I warned you. And when your life becomes a real hell, and it will, very soon, I want you to remember that I offered to help. That I tried to give you options before you needed them desperately."

"Nothing's going to happen."