Michael POV
I have been focused on the interrogation at the police station and the press conference that I had not time to check my phone. Heck! I have not eaten lunch yet! After the presscon, I was all ready to go to home and beg for Olivia’s forgiveness.
I heaved a sigh of relief as soon as my butt touches the leather car seat.
“Let’s go to the mansion.” I said to my driver. I took out my phone from my pocket. I was thought of calling May first to check whether Olivia has gone home already. I could not contact Olivia anymore. She must have blocked my number on her phone, as I can no longer reach her. Anyway, she should be home right now.
But to my surprise, Connor had been calling me while the conference was on-going. I have ten missed calls and it was not like him to call that muc
