Fit For Your Love

It was a familiar voice, but it was different from gentle but with anger.

Olivia looked over, and Brayden strode over, his clear face covered in anger.

Olivia was a little nervous, "Frank, put me down!"

She had never seen Brayden angry.

This was the first time.

She didn't expect Frank to hug her tighter after she said that.

Olivia frowned, "Frank!"

Frank said nothing, but he looked at Brayden with a dark face.

This man had always been by Olivia's side, acting like an irreplaceable person.

Frank had beared him for a long time.

As soon as Olivia finished speaking, Brayden came to her.

"Senior..."

As soon as she said one word, her hand was pulled by others without acting and her eyes were turned upside down.

When she realized it, she was already standing firmly on the ground, with Brayden blocking her.

Frank didn't expect Brayden to do this directly, so he was stunned for two seconds.

During the time, Olivia was pulled away by Brayden.

But he reacted quickly and reached to grab Olivia, but Brayden punched him in the face.

Olivia was confused.

Frank also froze.

Brayden pulled Olivia over and left.

named Frank provoked

when pulled by Brayden, and her hand

say something, but her brain was in a mess.She didn't know

she was pulled into the car by

as the car door closed, a fist

Olivia covered her mouth.

"Senior!"

door, but he reacted very

moment Frank grabbed his collar, he

to give in

men

out

"Stop fighting!"

two of them grabbed each other, their eyes blazing with fire,

their hands, and said

of them were

each other seemed to kill

Olivia nodded.

want to continue to fight,

out, stopped a

left, the two

I will never let you go! Then he got in the car and chased after her

hand, wiped the corner of his mouth, and a bloody

"If you don't let me go, will I let you

Soon, Frank left.

a man in a suit walked into

after, he came toa VIP

people

and black pants, like a natural dark king,

wore a white shirt and white trousers with a smile on the corner of his mouth, his eyes slightly raised, and he

like day

this dark one was Everett,

to Everett and whispered, "Mr.Weston, I saw Mr.James fighting outside with someone the garden just now.’ Everett's hand, which was holding the glass,

""Brayden?"