You Looked Down on Me Once, Now You Look Up. novel Chapter 513

When she got home, she almost bumped right into Atticus.

“Spending a lot of time with old friends lately, Uncle?” she teased.

“Yeah,” Atticus said, his eyes fixed on the elevator numbers as they climbed. Suddenly, he turned and shot Oliver a look.

He noticed the gift in Oliver’s hand. “You really didn’t need to bring anything.”

Oliver stayed cool. “Just being polite.”

Atticus huffed. “Funny, I don’t remember you worrying about manners when you married my niece.”

He muttered something under his breath, but didn’t push it further. The elevator in their fancy building barely took a moment to reach their floor.

Atticus stepped out first but didn’t head inside. He lingered by the elevator, clearly waiting for Oliver.

He looked serious. “Did you see the news?”

“If you mean Emerson’s mess, yeah, I saw it.”

“What do you think?”

“If I stepped in, I could fix it fast. But Pattie doesn’t want me to.”

Atticus let out a cold laugh, almost like he’d heard a bad joke. “She says that for show. You’re really not stirring the pot behind the scenes? Are you that clueless?”

“With the way you think, you’d survive a military assault and still not change your mind.”

Oliver just looked at him, dead silent.

Click—the front door opened.

Patricia poked her head out, her hair a fluffy mess. She blinked, surprised to see them both just standing there. “Why are you two out here? Come in already.”

Atticus went in first. Patricia took the gift from Oliver, helping him bring it inside.

She glanced at Atticus, noticing his mood. “Did you upset Uncle again?”

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