You Looked Down on Me Once Now You Look Up (Patricia and Oliver) novel Chapter 323

Nina loved sharing her life—every new plant or flower she brought home always made it onto her feed.

Theo had never really cared to look.

But today, when he tapped on Nina’s profile, he noticed a thick gray bar across her page.

He knew what that meant. Nina had blocked him from seeing her posts.

Annoyed, he locked his phone and reached out to the driver. “Let me see your phone for a second.”

The driver hesitated, clutching the steering wheel a little tighter.

He wasn’t sure what to do. After all, Ms. Miller’s latest photos featured another man. The two didn’t look especially close, but anyone who went skiing with her in Switzerland couldn’t be just a random stranger.

Out of the nine pictures Nina posted, two were of that man’s back.

For a woman to post that, the feelings had to be pretty strong.

“Hurry up,” Theo said, catching the driver’s hesitation and growing impatient.

The driver finally unlocked his phone and handed it over, even pulling up Nina’s profile to make things easier.

Theo went straight to her feed.

Yesterday, Nina had posted something new. The caption was simple—a little skiing emoji.

But the nine-photo grid said enough.

Two of the shots were of a man, back to the camera, tall and broad-shouldered.

Theo knew right away it wasn’t him.

He stared at the photos for a long time, then let out a dry laugh.

He was laughing, but it was all frustration.

Wow. Unbelievable. She’d been pressuring him to get married, but here she was, skiing in Switzerland with another guy.

He couldn’t hold it in anymore. He opened their chat and typed, “If you’re not coming back, then just don’t come back.”

No reply. Nothing. It was like dropping a stone in the ocean.

The year-end yacht auction was always Riverdale’s main event.

An eight-story luxury liner, packed with every kind of entertainment and extravagance. Gorgeous, but intimidating.

Patricia sat in the back seat, wrapped in a teddy coat, her gaze lingering on the busy dock before she finally looked away.

Sara, next to her, started grumbling. “Uncle Oliver is ridiculous. This is the exact kind of night he should be showing you off, but instead, I’m the one he made come with you.”

Patricia smoothed her dress and said, “Uncle Oliver told me you just want to have fun. I’m here to keep an eye on you.”

“That’s not true,” Sara said quickly, her expression flashing with guilt.

Not wanting Patricia to dig deeper, she changed the subject. “Let’s go! I want to see what kind of show these people are putting on tonight.”

The two of them stepped onto the deck, handed their invitations to the attendant, and walked inside.

Word spread fast. Within minutes, a video of their arrival was already sent to Theo’s grandmother.

She focused on Sara in the video. “Who’s the girl with her?”