Olivia Fordham And Ethan Miller

Chapter 90

“Mrs. Mil–Ms. Fordham, shall I escort you inside?” Brent addressed Olivia as respectfully as usual.

“There’s no need. I’m waiting for a friend… She’s here.”

Olivia had just spotted a woman in a flaming red fur coat. She wore nude stockings underneath and high heels, making her

look like an ostrich on fire.

All of a sudden, Olivia didn’t want to admit knowing someone like her. It had never occurred to her that Everly was late because she was changing in the car.

Everly walked over with a pair of exaggerated glasses on her face and an overwhelming scent of perfume surrounding her.

Olivia turned away from the horrendous sight and started to leave. “Nope. I got the wrong person. I’ll head inside now.”

Wait for me!” Everly

right before him, and removed her shades. “Did you

never one to comment on women’s clothing,

Trove is a nightclub? Are you going to dance in this?”

with

I’m going to dance

arguing with her and simply said, “Come

and said smugly,

two of them were finished with their talk,

here. He didn’t have much interest in anything, but he

had been wealthy, they’d had a broad collection of antiques at home, ranging from valuables from the Middle Ages to the Renaissance Era. Not many knew that Jeff also liked

noticed that several of the antiques displayed in the glass cabinets looked rather familiar. They had

line of indents on one of its arms caught her eye. It was the one she’d bitten after her father had pulled her leg, saying that it was

would fall out after she’d bitten it. Now, she found it cute and funny with