Olivia Lewis changed into her outfit and, while deciding between high heels and flats at the entrance hall, couldn't resist taking off the heels she had already put on and switching to comfortable canvas shoes.
Her canvas shoes were bought together with Enna Clark, the same style and color; definitely best friend shoes.
Paired with the Chanel outfit, the canvas shoes didn't look out of place at all. In a good mood, Olivia picked up her bag, smiled, and opened the door.
Just as she opened the door, a drunken man stumbled in behind her, pulling her tightly into his arms with a force that felt like he wanted to crush her into his bones.
"Damn! Daring to take advantage of me like that!" Instinctively, Olivia kneed upwards toward the man's most vulnerable spot—
"Ugh." With a painful grunt, the man released her and staggered back two steps, clutching his injured area in pain.
Olivia finally saw clearly who had grabbed her, and was momentarily stunned, "August Oliver?"
