Fit For Your Love

Chapter 185

Olivia's eyes moved and she said, "Mr.Smith is joking."

Then the elevator door opened.

Olivia said, "Mr.Smith, I'll go back first.’ 

She went out and quickly disappeared from his sight.

Preston put his hand in his pocket, looked at Olivia's back and smiled.

It was okay to talk about work with Olivia, but it was not okay to talk about anything else.

Why? The reason was simple.

Everett.

Preston walked out of the company and got in the car.

Suddenly, his phone rang.

He picked up his phone, looked at the screen, and answered, "Hello."

"Mr.Smith, the two dresses that Mr.Weston wanted have been designed"

"Well, I'll call him."

Preston called Everett.

Previously, the dresses were only given ten days to be finished.

But several days later, Everett told him not to hurry up.

He could give them to Everett when finished.

He was shocked by Everett's change of ideas.

But it was a good thing for him.

It was impossible for him to make two sets of high-quality dresses in ten days.

a familiar

"Hello.”

"Are you busy?"

car and turned the

"What?"

for are ready.When do

the phone paused for

come and get it tomorrow.’’ Preston raised

here to get

For two dresses? 

there's a video conference in

came from

you're busy,

"OK"

hung up, Preston looked ahead at the night and a

Everett had come to Paris

got up and went to the conference

followed, reporting on the work documents he had

Suddenly, Everett interrupted him.

tomorrow morning's

paused and

have work arrangements to Paris at the

didn't mean that Mr.Weston had

three days reading and

thick notebook was filled with her

and had an idea in her

the pencil, white paper, and began to

the end of the year, when winter clothing would

divide the winter clothing into two series and aimed

targeted at the thin, the other was targeted

thin and fat women were

to highlight those two

the company, and then went back to the president's office

know the progress

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