Olivia Fordham And Ethan Miller

Stepping on the gas pedal, Olivia headed out.

Ethan glanced at the license plate number.

Back then, he had given Olivia lots of houses and cars.

But this sports car wasn't under his name.

Olivia rarely drove in the past.

Even if she did drive, she only preferred low-profile cars.

She had changed a lot in the past few years.

Ethan wondered who she was going to meet today.

He sighed.

If he knew this was going to happen, he wouldn't have agreed to it so easily.

"Mr. Miller, everyone is waiting for you.

You should set out now." Brent's voice rang out behind him.

Ethan almost forgot that he had a bunch of problems to solve.

He wiped the lipstick smear away from his lips.

When he turned around, he had returned to normal.

"Let's go." Olivia parked the car beforehand.

Then, she lowered her sunglasses and took out the face foundation from her bag, fixing her makeup.

at her perfect reflection in

was innocent and captivating

muttered, "I've

a beautiful piano piece was floating

weren't many people

refined café

which

come here to take pictures, and it was a popular pick for

one were to sit in a warm café and watch the snowy view of the church opposite, it would be quite a beautiful

the window, a

he would lift his hand to glance at

His phone vibrated.

from the person

that they were in a traffic jam, so

person said that they would be arriving in three

a little nervous

for two years, and he considered the

the person was, nor did the other person know his

the other person was constantly traveling around the world

pick them up at the airport, but they

also agreed to meet up

the things they posted, the other person

pictures of the setting

beautiful, but they also exuded

her age before, but she sounded like a mature woman at times and a childish

couldn't quite figure her

finally get to the

be meeting

he had never encountered someone who got along