Fit For Your Love

"Beep..."

The phone went through.

Olivia waited patiently with clear eyes.

She believed that the phone would be answered.

Indeed, when the phone was about to be cut off, it was answered.

Olivia said directly, "What do you want?"

The man didn't say anything. Olivia continued, "Tell me your purpose. As long as you don't hurt Grace, I'll give you everything you want."

At this moment, Olivia was calm.

Finally, after she said that, the other party spoke.

"If you come, we'll let Grace go."

The other party's voice was processed, so Olivia couldn't tell whether it was a man or a woman. Olivia looked up at the scenery outside the French window, "Okay, give me the address. I'll be right over." "Go downstairs. There's a car waiting outside."

"Okay."

Olivia hung up the phone. After that, she put her phone on the end table, put her coat on, took out a gel pen from her bag, took out the cartridge, put it in her shoes, and left the design office. The bodyguards were still standing outside the door, and no one stopped Olivia from going out.

The bodyguards would only stop people who shouldn't be here.

Soon, Olivia left the winery and a taxi drove by.

Olivia opened the car door and got in. The car drove away.

Melody came back and went straight into the changing room.

She took off her clothes and went to get the clothes next to her, but there were no clothes hanging there.

Melody frowned, "Where is my clothes?"

Only now did Melody realize that there were no clothes she was going to wear for her next show in the changing room.

The stylist and dresser were waiting outside, and as soon as Melody came back, they immediately did her make-up and style.

However, when they heard Melody's words, they froze.

Clothes?

Didn't the designer prepare the clothes?

Thinking of Olivia, the two of them quickly looked around and their expressions changed.

"Melody, the designer and assistant are not here!"

They hadn't noticed until now that they were the only people in the design office.

It was very quiet.

Melody put on her clothes and came out, looking at the two of them, "There's no one here?"

The dresser said, "Yes, nobody's here. It's weird."

The designer and assistant shouldn't have left the design office, especially at this crucial moment.

Melody looked around. No one was there.

That was impossible.

It was absolutely impossible for Olivia to leave at this time.

Melody's eyes quickly fell on Olivia's cell phone on the end table. She walked over and took her cell phone.

The screen lit up and there was a picture on it.

Olivia slept on the sofa with the Bulldog in her arms. She seemed very tired and slept so soundly that she didn't know she was being photographed secretly. The Bulldog woke up and looked at the person who was taking the picture.

Nonetheless, it seemed that the Bulldog didn't want to wake Olivia up, so it didn't bark, but just glared at the person who was secretly filming Olivia.

It was a fantastic picture. Both the light and the angle were perfect.

No one could take such a good picture except Brayden.

"What should we do? Neither the designer nor the assistant are here. We won't be able to make it in time!"

The stylist said quickly.Text content © NôvelDrama.Org.

Melody clenched her phone in an instant.

She looked around and found that Grace's bag and coat were gone.

Olivia's bag was there, and so was her cell phone. It looked like she left because she had something to do.

However, what could be more important than today's show?

Melody's mood changed slightly and she kept a tighter grip on her phone.

Everett was at the show and his phone vibrated. He picked it up and left two seconds later.

Preston heard the noise and looked at Everett. He didn't look back and looked at the runway until Everett walked out of the venue.

The show continued without stopping.

From the start of the show to now, everything was fine and nothing bad happened.

Preston was relieved.

However, even though he was not worried, there was always a bad feeling in his heart. And that feeling grew stronger after Everett left.

Everett walked out of the show, went to the corridor and answered the phone.

Davis's voice came through the phone, "Mr. Weston, I just saw Miss Hadley leave in a hurry."

Everett looked up and looked ahead. The darkness in his eyes became intense in an instant. After a brief silence, Melody picked up her phone and dialed a number.

However, no one answered the phone.

Melody stopped calling and sent a message.

After the message was sent, she looked at the stylist and dresser, "Do the style for me according to the design. We can do it without the designer."