You Looked Down on Me Once Now You Look Up (Patricia and Oliver) novel Chapter 306

A million thoughts crashed through Tina’s mind, one after another, refusing to quiet down.

Emerson glanced over, his brow creased with worry. “What are you stressing about now?”

“It’s Howard’s call,” he said, handing her his phone so she could see for herself.

“I’ll handle anything risky. If both of us get dragged into this and something happens, then what?” he added quietly.

Only after hearing him out did Tina finally feel herself relax, just a little.

She pulled open the office door.

As the heavy wooden door clicked shut behind her, Patricia’s words came rushing back.

A man with money and a pulse will always have plenty of eyes on him.

Tina hesitated, her hand lifting as if to turn back. For a second, she almost reached for the door again.

But she knew Emerson too well by now.

After a pause, she let her hand fall and walked straight toward the elevator.

Downstairs, Patricia was busy packing up her things.

She slipped a black pen into its box and was about to open a drawer when Aurora hurried in, a little out of breath. “Ms. Klotz is here.”

Patricia’s eyes lowered, her face unreadable. “There’s a product launch today, right?”

Aurora nodded. “Yes.”

“Any media coverage?”

“A lot,” Aurora replied.

Patricia didn’t skip a beat. “What time does it end?”

Aurora checked her watch. “Seventeen minutes.”

Patricia’s response was quick. “Call the police. Say there’s a fight breaking out.”

“If I wasn’t so kind, would you be living in that big house right now?”

She paused, as if remembering something, and her eyes glinted with realization. “Oh, right. When you married Uncle Emerson, even your wedding house was something Grandma had to beg my dad to buy you. If not, you wouldn’t have had anywhere to live. Pretty sad, honestly.”

“I bet Dad never thought that after raising a dog for so long, it would turn around and bite him.”

“Aunt Tina, I doubt you ever imagined you’d end up as some fancy rich lady, did you?”

Kelly’s face went pale, her fingers curling into fists at her side. “Patricia, don’t get too full of yourself.”

“Oh? Just because I say a few words, I’m out of line?”

“Aunt Tina, are you saying I’m not even allowed to talk?”

A message popped up on Patricia’s phone, lighting up the screen. She glanced at it, then looked back up, unfazed.

She kept going, her tone casual, almost playful. “Or maybe you’re just used to being the obedient dog, Aunt Tina?”

Patricia’s words sounded so light, like she was just chatting about the weather. But each one landed sharp, slicing right into Tina’s heart, and Patricia acted like she didn’t even notice.