Chapter 259

Ryan’s POV I didn't exactly plan on working late that day. The evening was calling, and all I could think about was getting home to Serena and our little Vivian. My daughter was barely a month old, but already she'd become the center of my universe—something I never would have anticipated before she arrived. Simon knocked on my door just as I was shutting down my laptop. "Mr. Blackwood, there's a Miss Wilson in the meeting room. Says she's a friend of Mrs. Blackwood's. Something about a project she insists needs your personal attention." I frowned immediately. "Which company?" "SW Design." The name meant nothing significant—certainly not a company that warranted my direct involvement. But the moment Simon mentioned the surname, I knew exactly who our visitor was. Olivia Wilson. Serena's so-called friend who'd been hovering around our home lately. I hesitated. My schedule was clear for the rest of the evening, and something about this woman didn't sit right with me. Perhaps it was worth