Their interaction was mere courtesy, a mutual understanding that they wouldn't engage beyond casual necessity.

Unexpectedly, Raphael's voice, icy as ever, cut through the air, “How do you plan to thank me properly? Are you going to use the same methods as before, shamelessly getting close to me, inviting me to dinner, buying me expensive gifts, just to achieve your goal of pursuing men? Why haven't you evolved your tactics over the years, Olivia?"

Olivia's pupils dilated.

After a tense pause, she responded, "Mr. Jones, you think too much! I won't employ the same methods on you again. You can rest assured."

"So you mean you will use them on others?"

Raphael pressed further.

Just as Olivia struggled for a response, a woman's voice called out, “What do you think of this dress, Ray? Is it too plain for the engagement party?"

Suddenly, Sharon appeared.

She wore a light pink dress that beautifully highlighted her figure, complementing Raphael's attire.

She mentioned... an engagement party!

It dawned on Olivia that they were planning their engagement.

A slight tightness gripped Olivia's heart, but she maintained her composure. Facing the couple, she offered softly, "Congratulations"

After saying this, Olivia couldn't help but blink.

But Raphael just stared at her unblinking.

Maybe even Olivia herself was unaware of the fact that she always blinked whenever she told a lie. So, was she lying this time?

Raphael wondered.

Pasting a faint smile on her face, Sharon opened her mouth to speak, but all of a sudden, Raphael wrapped his arm around her waist.

“We're going to be engaged in a few days. Will you attend the engagement party?" he asked, with his eyes fixed on Olivia, observing the expression on her face.

Olivia became more and more nervous as Raphael continued to stare at her.

After a while, she murmured, "Of course. I'll even bring a big present. Not only for the engagement, I'll also be present for the wedding."