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Ah, why, oh why, would Owen, our sunny-side-up maestro, turn Olivia's world into Fort Knox? For two whole weeks, no less? Curious, isn't it? Her boss's boss. The mystery thickens, doesn't it? Is Owen simply playing the overprotective patriarch, or is there a twist in the tale, a secret so juicy it could make the tabloids weep? Place your bets and lean in; in this intricate ballet of chance and destiny, each participant holds their own game-changing ace of some unknown suit.
Gratitude tumbles from Olivia's lips as she thanks Tony, but beneath the surface, a tide of unrest begins to swell. The revelation stirs the dormant fears tethered to her amnesia, sending her into a silent retreat. She hurries away, her steps quickened by the urge to escape the gnawing sensation of being a stranger to herself. Owen, the Casino's General Manager, spots Olivia's hasty retreat and decides to join her, aware that media trucks are lining up in the parking lot. He knows she's the ace up their sleeve for spinning a savvy media narrative. As they both make their escape, Owen assures her that she will be safe with his solemn promise. Then he goes over a couple of the must-air points he wants her to get across in the media statement. Olivia finds a silver lining in the day's packed schedule, hoping it will distract her from dwelling on the dead stalker with her photo.