You Looked Down on Me Once Now You Look Up (Patricia and Oliver) novel Chapter 652

“Good morning, everyone. I’m Tina, head of strategy at Martin Group. I’m here today to discuss…”

Patricia sat at her desk, quietly working her way through the breakfast Marian had brought her. She ate in small, careful bites, completely unfazed by the live press conference playing on her computer.

She scooped up a wonton, but the steam rose up, hotter than she expected. She hissed softly and set her spoon down. Just as she reached for a napkin, Oliver handed one over without a word.

“Thanks,” she said.

“If it’s hot, just take it slow.”

Patricia nodded, obedient as ever, and blew gently on her soup. Her lashes fluttered against her cheeks, long and delicate—honestly, almost distracting. She looked so soft, so sweet, it made Oliver want to lean in and kiss her right then and there.

He thought back to a video Sara had shown him recently: a kitten sprawled on its back, doing absolutely nothing, but somehow everyone watching felt like the little thing was trying to be cute just for them. Now he understood that feeling perfectly.

He shifted in his seat, tearing his eyes away from her.

Patricia looked up, a little confused. “Something wrong?”

“No. Eat up.”

He stood and walked over to the window, staring out at the endless city. Between the towers, he could just make out the Pacific Capital logo. It looked close, but even if you drove, it would take at least twenty minutes with all the twists and turns.

Down on the street, the reporters were still hanging around. On the roof, the tension hadn’t broken yet.

Amelia’s clothes were still damp, clinging to her as she watched Hailee slump to the ground, completely spent. Amelia rushed over, yanking Hailee away from the edge. They both hit the concrete hard—Amelia’s arm scraping against the rough ground.

The police stepped in, pulling them apart, half restraining, half shielding Hailee as they closed ranks around her.

Later, in a conference room on the twelfth floor, Amelia sat across from the officers, giving her statement. She barely noticed the sting in her arm; half her mind was on the police’s questions, the other half calculating how she’d explain all this upstairs.

She’d worked over ten years to finally make it into management at Martin Group. If she lost her job over what happened with Hailee, it would be beyond unfair.

Being an adult really hit different in moments like this.

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