The air in Michael's office remained heavy after Olivia's bold words. The silence stretched long enough to feel suffocating.
Michael's cold eyes narrowed. He didn't say anything for a moment, rather he simply turned away, walking back to his desk, his hands clasped behind his back.
"You're reckless, Olivia. Arrogant, even. But maybe that arrogance can be used for something useful," he finally said.
Her brows furrowed in confusion. "What do you mean?"
Without looking at her, he continued, "You caused damage worth more than three fortresses combined. And yet here you are, blaming others. What happened to your friend is tragic, yes. But you're not the only one who has lost someone. You're not special."
His words struck hard. Olivia lowered her gaze, biting the inside of her cheek to keep from snapping again.
"So here's the deal," he said, turning around. His blue eyes were unreadable. "I will give you a chance to prove yourself."
She lifted her head, suspicious. "A chance?"
