Fit For Your Love Chapter 115

She never bothered him.

But at that moment, she wanted him to stay.

She really wanted that.

So, she threw away her pride and humbly asked him to stay.

However, in the face of her lowliness, his cold eyes gave her something of a blow.

He said, "You're tired."

So sarcastic.

It was not that she was tired.

He was reminding her not to mess around and to be obedient.

She sneered.

The driver got out of the car and raised an umbrella over Everett's head and then opened the door for
him.

Everett got into the car, and the driver quickly started the car.

Soon the car left the hotel.

It was still raining heavily.

The sound of the rain drowned out many voices in the city.

Everett leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes.



But as soon as he closed his eyes, a devilish face appeared before his eyes.

The stubborn and angry face, with a pair of eyes looking at him with hatred, was like a fist hitting his
heart.

He opened his eyes, his pupils constricted, and the darkness in his eyes was tinged with cold.

Olivia.

Olivia and Brayden were having steak at a French restaurant.

Brayden looked at her with a gentle look in his eyes.

"We haven't had an official date yet."

Olivia thought for a moment and found that he was right.

So she nodded, "No."

Brayden was smiling.

"When you are free, let's have a date."

Olivia was a little helpless.

"The company wants to develop a new brand.The schedule is very tight.I may not have time to date."

She should make the plan first.

Everyone had to do it.

Jason had already said that she should hand it in in three days.



Time was tight.

Brayden smiled bitterly.

"Don't you have time on weekends?"

Olivia smiled.

"Yes, I can squeeze time for you."

He was her flancé and he loved her, but she couldn't ignore his feelings just because he loved her.

"Okay."

The two of them had lunch, and Brayden sent Olivia back to the company.

Olivia got out of the car, and Brayden followed her.

"You can go back and do your work.I might work overtime tonight, so I won't have dinner with you."

"Okay, call me after work.I'll pick you up."

"Yes."

Olivia went in, and Brayden looked at her until she was out of sight before getting in the car.

Then he started the car and left.

But as soon as he left, a car stopped where he had just parked.

The window was lowered, and Preston's handsome face was revealed.

He looked at the car that was just left and frowned slightly.



He thought that must be Brayden, Everett's nephew.

Why was he here? Olivia was busy all night, and the lights in Paris were on.

If she looked down from a tall building, she would be surprised.

Because the city was so beautiful.

At this moment, Brayden was standing on the stage of the musical theater, speaking fluent French to
the person in charge next to him.

As he spoke, he pointed to the venue from time to time.

The person in charge beside him listened carefully and nodded.

Soon, his phone rang, he said something to the person next to him and left with the phone.

"Hello."

"The house is ready.Ten minutes drive away to AK Company, very close.’

"Okay, thank you."

"Are you going to settle down in Paris?"

"It depends.When the two busy days are over, I'll buy you a drink."

"No problem!"

Hanging up the phone, Brayden looked at the time.

It was almost six o'clock.



He frowned and thought, "How time flies!"

Olivia must not have eaten yet.

He immediately went out to a Chinese restaurant.

Half an hour later, his car stopped at AK Company and Brayden called Olivia.


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