Fit For Your Love Chapter 220

Olivia smelled the aroma, frowned and opened her eyes.

When she saw the noodles on the table, she froze for two seconds before she regained her senses.

The noodles were delivered.

Olivia looked at Preston and saw he was looking at her.

Preston blinked after their eyes met.

He clenched his fist against his lips and coughed once.

His ears turned slightly red.

Olivia didn't notice that.

She found he was still holding the document and asked, "Mr.Smith, are you done reading it?"

Preston closed the folder.

"Not yet."

"Then have breakfast first."

"OK"

The two of them had breakfast together, and Olivia still finished it before Preston.

After that, she said, "Mr.Smith, if there is something wrong with the designs, tell me.’

Preston wiped his mouth with a tissue and looked at her.



"I don't see anything wrong for the time being.I'll tell you when I see it"

"Okay."

When Preston finished eating, he said, "Go back to the hotel first.Take a rest.I'll take a good look at
your designs."

Seeing her dark circles, he knew she didn't sleep last night.

Olivia was sleepy and nodded.

"Okay.’’ The two of them went back to the hotel.

Olivia went back to her room and lay down on the bed to sleep.

Preston took the designs and looked at them carefully.

There were details, as well as the fabrics and colors on the designs.

When he finished reading, it was already two hours later.

Preston took the phone and called Jason.

"Mr.Smith"

"Jason, Olivia's designs are finished.I'll send you the fabrics she needs.You can contact our previous
manufacturers to see if they have any stock at the moment." Jason was surprised.

Mr.Smith was gonna send him the fabric needed? Was this what Olivia should do? Although he was
confused, he still said, "Okay."

Preston opened his laptop and sent the sorted information to Jason by email.



Soon Jason replied, "Mr.Smith, I'll give you a reply when the results come out."

"OK"

Olivia slept until noon.

She looked at her watch and immediately sat up.

She wondered whether Mr.Smith finished looking at the designs or not.

Olivia called Preston immediately.

"Olivia,"

"Mr.Smith, I'm sorry.I didn't wake up until now.The designs..."

"No problem.I've already asked Jason to contact the manufacturer for the fabric.I'll get him to contact
you then.’ Olivia paused.

It was her job to contact the manufacturer, but the boss did instead.

Olivia didn’t know what to say.

Preston didn't hear her voice and asked, "Are you listening?"

"Yes, Mr.Smith, I can handle this."

He didn't have to do it for her.

"It's just lam not busy.’

"All right.You sound like you have a good rest.It's noon.Let's go eat."



But Olivia said, "Mr.Smith, I am sorry.I'm going to design the accessories."

Preston put his hand in his pocket.

"So, you are telling me that I am too strict and even don't give you time to eat?"

"No, I."

"We'll have lunch in twenty minutes.I won't stop you from doing anything you want after lunch.’ Preston
hung up.

Olivia frowned at the beep sound on her phone.

She didn't want Preston to be special to her, and she didn't want her to have anything to do with
Preston other than work.

But...

Olivia got up and washed up.

He should be leaving in two days.

After these two days, she would do whatever she wanted to do.

The two of them went to lunch.

Preston kept his word and let her do her work after dinner.

When Olivia returned to the hotel, she took out the notes she had taken at Spencer's and began to look
through them.

But after looking at them, she felt that she still had to go to Spencer.



She wanted to stay in his factory for two days to learn this traditional craft.

She felt that she might be able to design better once she got skillful at it.

Olivia called Spencer.

"Mr.Miller, I want to go to your factory to learn about the handcraft.Is that okay?"

"Of course.I'm at the factory right now.When are you coming?"

"Right away.’

"Okay, I'll wait for you at the factory."

Olivia packed her things and went to the factory immediately.

The workers in the factory were busy.

Olivia went in and saw Spencer in the workshop.

"Hi, Mr.Miller."

Olivia greeted him and walked over.

Spencer saw her and said with a smile, "You are here.I've arranged a seat for you.It's over here."

"Thank you."

Olivia went over.

Spencer took the materials, told her how to use the tools on the table, demonstrated them to her, and
showed them to her personally.



Olivia wrote them down one by one.

"Try it.I'll watch here.’

"Okay:"

Olivia began to do it.

She was very slow.

She took every step slowly and every step was right.

Spencer nodded in satisfaction.

"Yes, you're really smart."

She learned things so fast.

Olivia smiled and said, "As long as you take notes carefully.’

"Mr.Miller, go ahead and do your work.I'll call you if I have any questions.’

"Okay"

Olivia was busy until night.

Spencer asked her to eat, but she refused.

She studied there alone.

She was very conscientious.



Spencer had never seen such a hardworking and conscientious person stopped going to Olivia.

Olivia didn't stop her work until the employees were off work.

They worked overtime.

They didn't get off work until almost ten o'clock.

Spencer said, "How do you feel?"

"Good, I feel like I have a complete outline in my head."

Spencer smiled and said, "That's good."

Olivia said, "I still have to come tomorrow"

She wanted to know this craft more thoroughly.

"Sure."

Olivia got in the car and left the factory and went back to the hotel.

When she returned to the hotel, she did not rest.

She took her notebook and reviewed what she had learned today, then wrote it down.

It was until the early morning.

She looked at the phone for the time and closed her eyes leaning on the back of the chair.

She was supposed to return to Paris in a week, and now it was almost a week.

But she thought it would be better for her to design the accessories here before returning to Paris.



Tomorrow, she would tell Mr.Smith what she wanted to do.

She would stay here for a few more days.

When the design of the accessories was ready, she would go back.


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