Chapter 7: Confrontation with Margaret Grey and Farewell
(Olivia's POV)
I sat calmly in the armchair across from Margaret Grey, my hands folded neatly in my lap. Her imperious gaze swept over me like I was an insect she'd found in her expensive tea.
"I never intended to join the Grey pack," I stated plainly.
Margaret's perfectly sculpted eyebrows shot up in surprise. She hadn't expected such directness. Her eyes narrowed as she scrutinized me from head to toe, taking in my simple blouse and jeans with obvious disdain.
"Is that so?" she asked, her voice dripping with disbelief.
I could see the judgment in her eyes. To her, I was nothing but a social climber, a gold-digger hoping to elevate my status by attaching myself to an Alpha heir. Yet despite her obvious contempt, I remain
