Olivia's POV
I stared at the roses in silence, thinking, 'Since I've just decided yesterday that I'm not gonna respond to Zander's advances for now, I can't take them.'
Thus, I said to the assistant, "Take these away; they're yours now."
She looked shocked. "What?"
Before she could say anything more, I pushed through the door and walked into my office.
Moments later, I headed back out with the report Wendy had given me this morning.
"Ms. Johnson, would you like some coffee?" the assistant asked while holding the bouquet.
"Thanks, but no. I need to talk to Mr. Bell about work," I replied with a smile.
My gaze swept over the bouquet—the red roses looked so vibrant.
After losing in thought for a while, I tore my eyes away. With the file in hand, I then clicked my way straight to Morg
