Lock You In My Heart

Chapter 330 I Really Believe In You

As they were about to arrive at the bus station, Gabrielle insisted that Alvin should stop the car. She saw him. hesitate before speaking to her..

“Mrs. Morris, we haven’t arrived yet. Let Ile drop you off at the studio, not here.” Alvin knew the address of her studio, and it was still a bit far. If she got off here, she would need to cross the pedestrian bridge and walk for several minutes to get to her office.

Westley specifically ordered him to make sure Gabrielle arrived safely. Alvin couldn’t do that if he simply stopped the car without yet arriving at their destination. He didn’t want to disobey Westley.

“Alvin, you don’t have to drive me over, Your car is too conspicuous. I don’t want my colleagues to see it, and it wouldn’t be good for me. Please pull over right here. I promise, Mr. Moms won’t blame you. He stopped around here too when

he gave me a ride.” Unlike last time, Gabrielle chose a drop-off point farther than the bus stop. Vivian saw her before, and Gabrielle didn’t want to take any chances. She didn’t want Vivian catching her again.

She chose a nearby intersection. As long as passersby didn’t stop to start at her, no one would recognize her. She could easily blend in with the crowd on their way to work.

“Mrs. Morris, I’ll pull over.” Alvin sighed and finally gave in. Gabrielle’s reason made sense, so he stopped the car.

Alvin got out and opened the door for Gabrielle. “Mis. Morris, it’s safe to get off the car now.”

Gabrielle hurriedly grabbed her bag and rushed to leave. But she missed a step and almost fell flat on her face. Fortunately for her. Alvin had quick reflexes. He held her up to break her fall.

“Mrs. Morris, are you okay?” Alvin’s forehead creased with WOITY. He didn’t know how to explain to Westley if ever something bad happened to Gabrielle while Alvin was with her. It would anger Westley for sure.

“Oh, nothing. I’ın fine. Thank you. Alvin.” Gabnelle straightened her back and tried to get her bearings. She bowed slightly and thanked Alvin.

“You’re welcome, Mrs. Morris. Do you really not need me to drive you there? You can still change your mind, and 1911. drop you off in front of the studio,” Alvin asked Gabrielle again just in case she changed her mind. However, she only shook her head.

“No thank you, Alvin.

I can go there by myself. You can go back to the office now.” Gabrielle slung the bag over her shoulder and slowly walked across the bridge, her shoes making clicking sounds as her heels hit the concrete road.

As soon as she arrived at the studio, Gabrielle wiped the sheen of sweat on her forehead. She then saw Lolita slumped in front of her desk, looking forlom and in low spirits. It was rather unusual, which was why it womed Gabrielle. She walked up to Lolita and gently patted the other woman on her shoulder.

‘Lolita, what’s wrong? Are you feeline

at Lolita. Lolita had dark circles unáct her eyes, and her ince was

It was easy to tell from her voxe that she was feeling under the weather.

wasn’t just sloep. Gabrielle could tell there was something

well. What’s going on?’ Gabrielle pulled a chair and sat beside Lolita, running her hand up and

friends at work. It was perfectly natural for Gabrielle to worry after

Foster to work overtime for two days and then went to have a big meal. I ate too much barbecue last night and didn’t sleep well because of

Lolita was telling

How about I take you to the

now. I’ll just take a rest here for a while, Please wake me up if someone comes to see me.” Lolita bent over

sigh of relief. She knew what kind of woman Lolita was. She meant

she was fine, then there was nothing to worry

leaned back on her chair. It seemed like it wasn’t

with Jason for two days in a row. Then, he invited her

them?

past, Gabrielle discouraged

motivation behind his actions. But now, Gabrielle felt like she was wrong in assuming Jason had no feelings for Lolita. From the looks of it, Jason wanted to pursue

What is he thinking?

Lolita to work overtime? Or did he have other non-work-related reason?’ Gabrielle drunmed her fingers lightly on the table. She had a different concern

out Michelle’s jewelry style in the past two years including the clothes and jewelry she wore when she debuted as a model in Paris. Take a look.” Lolita pushed a notebook towards

saw all the labels and photos tracking Michelle’s personal preferences.

smiled as she flipped the pages.

Lolita was information

so

good

at

finding

appreciate your hard work. I especially

and work experience were related to jewelry design. So strictly

to take a closet look at the documents i sorted