Melody sat in the RV, leaning back and closing her eyes.
Joan got in and sat beside her.
Melody opened her eyes and looked at her.
Joan handed her the file bag in her hand.
"This is what the private investigator found these days.Take a look.”
Melody took it, opened the file bag, and was stopped by Joan.
She looked at her.
Joan said, "Melody, you better be prepared."
Melody tightened her fingers and smiled.
"What else do you think could hurt me more than that Everett doesn't love me?"
What could be more unacceptable than this? Joan left the RV and left space for Melody.
Melody opened the file bag and took out the pages inside.
Half an hour later, these files were scattered on the ground.
Melody looked ahead with a smile on her face and eyes.
But a drop of tear fell from her eyes.
Olivia worked at AK Company.
She actually was the designer of AK Company.
And till now she knew...
Joan didn't leave the RV.
She stood outside and looked at the closed door from time to time.
After standing outside for almost an hour, there was no movement inside.
She couldn't help but knock on the door.
Just then, her phone rang.
Joan took out her phone and saw the name on the screen.
She was surprised.
She looked at the closed door and answered the phone.
"Melody."
"Book me a ticket back to Q City as soon as possible."
"Knock...knock...knock..."
Olivia's door was knocked early in the morning.
She looked through the spy hole and saw that it was Preston.
She opened the door.
"Mr.Smith."
Preston looked at her.
"I'll be back in Paris later.I'll tell you about the follow-up plan."
"Okay."
Olivia stood at the door, waiting for him to speak.Preston smiled in his eyes.
"We are talking outside?"
Olivia was stunned and came back to her senses, "Mr.Smith, come in, please."
Preston went in.
Olivia immediately tidied up the drawings that were scattered on the sofa and said, "Mr.Smith, It's a
little messy here."
She picked up the scraps that had been crumpled into balls on the ground.
Preston said, "It's okay.I'll leave as soon as I finish."
Looking at her, he assumed that she must have worked late last night.
Olivia quickly cleaned up the scraps on the floor and went to make a cup of coffee for Preston.
Preston took a sip and said, "Send the accessory designs directly to me after you've finished, not to
Jason.’ Olivia nodded.
"Okay.’ If he said so, she would send it to him.
"I'll let Mr.Miller's factory start to do if I am satisfied.But before that, you have to make a detailed plan
for me.I'll send someone to follow the order.The person in charge of the order will fill you in.You can
discuss with each other.If you guys have any problems, come to me then."
"Understood."
Indeed, she had no way to follow the production process of accessories herself.
She had to make a dress sample, from the selection of materials to color, she had to do it alone.
She didn't have that much time.
"Last point."
Preston's eyes suddenly became serious.
Olivia thought he was going to say something important and sat up straight.
"Please."
"Don't let anything affect your work."
Olivia was stunned.
Preston looked at her and continued, "Remember your dream, your goal, and don't let anything affect
it."
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