Don't Escape, My Beloved Girl
Chapter 120

When he got out of the car, he picked up the thermos bucket on the passenger seat and walked into AK Company.

Olivia was working on a plan.

It was almost done.

When she was done, she would go back to the hotel.

But before she could finish, a pink thermos bucket was placed in front of her.

Olivia was stunned.

She quickly realized something, looked behind her and saw Brayden looking at her with a smile.

Olivia was surprised.

"Why are you here?"

As she spoke, she looked around and realized that she was the only one in the Design Department.

This...

Brayden smiled and said, "You didn't expect that, did you?"

Olivia shook her head.

"No."

She really didn't expect that.

Was this what people called a surprise? Brayden blinked.

"It's not a surprise."

Olivia was helpless.

"You can always see through my thoughts."

"Isn't that normal?"

"Fine." He really understood her.

Brayden opened the thermos bucket and took out the food inside.

"You must have missed your meal again. Eat. You can work after eating."

He really knew herself and Olivia didn't know what to say.

But soon, Olivia discovered a problem.

"These dishes... You made them?"

"What do you think?"

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"Where did you cook?"

They stayed in a hotel and there was no place to cook.

Brayden curled his Visit https://novelebook.com to read the newest content, everyone! the food and put them in the bowl.

"Don't ask anything now. Have a good meal and you can go back to your work"

Then they could go back.

Olivia looked at the familiar dishes and knew that he must have put a lot of effort into them.

Her heart softened.

"Okay, I'll be done soon.'

"Then I'll wait."

Olivia had a quick meal and continued her busy work, while Brayden sat by and watched her, waiting for her.

Although she was very busy and didn't even have time to look at him, he was still very satisfied.

Preston went back to the villa.

As soon as he walked in, his cell phone rang.

Preston took out his phone and looked at the screen.

He raised his eyebrows when he saw the name on it.

He swiped the answer button, threw his suit jacket on the sofa, and sat down.

"It's rare for a busy man like you to call me."

"Design a suit and a dress for me.' The unique cold voice was no other than Everett's.

"A suit? A dress?" Preston was puzzled.

"For whom?"

"Melody and I." Preston smiled.

"If you weren't talking about the ceremonial dress, I would have thought that you and Melody were finally getting married"

Now the whole country was basically waiting for these two to get married.

"When do you want them?"

"In ten days."

Preston frowned.

"Everett, I have to fill you in on what's been going go with the company now. I'm going to go public with the new brand in half a year, and then I talked to Olivia today.I decided to add jewelry, so I'm very busy in the next six months."

He couldn't design his suit and Melody's dress in ten days.

There was a brief pause in the voice on the phone, then it came over, "Find a way.'

"You..."

Preston smiled bitterly.

All he knew was to give him troubles.

Everett put his cell phone aside, went to the bar, poured a glass of red wine, went to the balcony, held the glass, and looked into the distance, the red wine in his hand swaying slightly.