You Looked Down on Me Once, Now You Look Up. novel Chapter 409

Just one sentence, and Patricia could tell he was in a terrible mood.

She hesitated for a second, fingers gripping the table, then quietly thanked him and tucked the box away.

She was still searching for the right words when Oliver’s phone started ringing.

Patricia let out a breath she didn’t know she was holding. “Go ahead and take your call. I’ll just put this away.”

Oliver’s expression, already cold, darkened even more at the sight of the caller ID.

He picked up, voice sharp and clipped. “This better be important.”

Hector paused, then pulled the phone away to check the time. “Are you having a midlife crisis or something? You told me to call you at ten. It’s exactly ten. Not a second early, not a second late. I literally set an alarm for this.”

Why was Oliver so all over the place? One minute he was fine, the next he was biting people’s heads off like some grumpy old man.

Oliver took a long, steadying breath, opened a drawer, and lit a cigarette.

He was losing it.

It felt like he was trapped in his own head, stuck in a loop of emotions he couldn’t escape.

Jackson was right. Everyone has their own life lesson to figure out. His was learning to understand his feelings—breaking them down and letting them go, one at a time.

Upstairs in the walk-in closet, Patricia set the silk box on the counter.

She had a whole drawer just for the jewelry Oliver had given her—diamonds, agate, gemstones, jade bracelets.

The list went on and on...

After she finished, Patricia headed downstairs, pausing for a moment outside Oliver’s study before moving on.

In the kitchen, the coffee machine started up, grinding beans. Patricia grabbed milk from the fridge and started steaming it.

A housekeeper came over, ready to help.

“I’ve got it,” Patricia said. “You can go do something else.”

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