Olivia halted and spun around to face Linus. Neither humbly nor arrogantly, she spoke in her own voice, "Anything, Mister?"

He marched forward, and she was on tenterhooks.

If her identity was exposed, would it cause Ethan trouble? The Heaths might think that she came under Ethan's orders.

To her bewilderment, Linus proffered a scarf. "You dropped this."

She looked at the scarf, which was supposed to be tied to her bag. It had dropped without her realizing it.

A weight lifted off her chest. "Thanks."

Olivia headed to the roadside with hasty footsteps, where Warren was waiting for her.

He caught on to her anxiety. "What's the matter?"

"I met an old friend. Let's go."

No further questions were asked as he noticed that she didn't want to talk about it.

He skirted to another topic. "What would you like to have?"

Absent-mindedly, she rested her cheek on her palm. "Anything's fine with me."

"I'll make the call, then." He drove them to a couple's restaurant.

He would never come to