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Fit For Your Love (Olivia and Everett)

Chapter 455
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Chapter 455 Preston thought about it and didn't tell Everett.

Everett would definitely go to the party the day after tomorrow.

Melody would also go.

Olivia didn't want to go, which he totally understood.

Although the three seemed peaceful on the surface, he knew that was not the truth.

They could not live in peace.

As for Everett, it didn't matter whether he knew or not.

For him, it was better that Everett didn't know it.

He didn't want Olivia to get hurt.

Especially under his own nose.

It was Friday.

Preston had his secretary send an email early in the morning to tell the staff to get off work early this afternoon.

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After work, everyone all went hto dress, gathered at the company, and went to Alice Winery.

Grace jumped up happily after receiving the email.

"Olivia, that's great. It's only half a day's work today!" Olivia curved her lips. "Yeah, you can relax." Grace took her arm and pouted. "Olivia, are you really not going?" Olivia had already told her that she would not go to the party, and Grace was very disappointed.

If Olivia didn't go, she would get bored there.

Olivia knew that Grace wanted her to go, but she wouldn't.

As long as Everett was there, she wouldn't go.

"No, my husband and | are leaving for Provence tonight." There was no overtthis weekend, so she got two days off.

She and Brayden set off today for two days of fun.

"Provence?" Grace was surprised.

She didn't expect that.

"Well, I'll take advantage of the opportunity to see lavender." Lavender bloomed until October at most.

It was October.

They just caught the right timing.

Grace immediately said, "You are so romantic that | want to fall in love." Olivia curled her lips. "Yes, when you find the right one, you can be with him." "Mmm! Just like you!" "Let's work first. Although it's only half a day's work, we should do it well." "Don't worry, Olivia. I'll do it!" Grace's performance was good recently. She was very careful and did not make any more mistakes. Olivia was relieved.

But before work, Olivia sent Brayden a message telling him to get off work early today.

In case he brought her lunch.

Brayden didn't reply.

Olivia wasn't in a hurry either. She guessed that Brayden should be busy.

Indeed, Brayden was busy.

Busy packing.

Their flight would take off at 8: 10 pm, which meant that the two of them should go to the airport after dinner.

There was plenty of time, but he had to pack the luggage in advance.

As he was packing, Max played with its toys and sometimes barked.

Brayden laughed.

Naughty puppy.

After packing the luggage, he took his phone to check the tand saw the text message from Olivia.

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Brayden raised his eyebrows and clicked on the text.

She rarely texted him during office hours.

But soon Brayden knew the reason.

"Brayden, | just got an email from the company. | will get off work early this afternoon. | can cback early." Brayden smiled.

That was even better.

He replied. "Okay, I'll pick you up at noon." After sending the message, he thought about it and made a phone call.

Soon, it was afternoon, and the employees packed up and left the office. Olivia had sunfinished work to do, so she was not in a hurry to get off work.

Grace had already packed up.

She packed up and cover. "Olivia, aren't you off work yet?" "Well, | have to finish the task. You can go first and have fun." Olivia looked at Grace.

Grace said sadly, "Olivia, | really want you to go with me, but..." She spread her hands, expressing her helplessness.

Olivia smiled. "We can hang out when we have time." "Mmm!" "Olivia, I'll go first. Have fun with Mr. James!" "Okay, bye." "Bye." Grace left, and so did the rest of the department, leaving Olivia alone.

It was very quiet.

Everett cout of the president's office. The expensive handmade leather shoes made a clicking sound, which was exceptionally clear in the quiet corridor.

As he passed the Design Department, his dark eyes fell on the familiar spot.

Then he stopped.