Super Wife’s Three Babies

Olivia did not smile but stared straight at him instead. According to psychology, staring at someone’s forehead would create a sense of deterrence that would make the other party feel under pressure. Those with a weak mentality would automatically avoid meeting the other person’s gaze in under ten seconds.

However, it was unfortunate that Christoff did not fall into that category. He was a man with tons of blood on his hands, so how could just anyone become his opponent? Indeed, he was not the slightest bit bothered by her gaze and even teased her, “Aren’t you afraid that Eugene might get jealous if you keep staring at me like that?”

Olivia’s gaze remained cold as ice while she replied, “I’m trying to see if you’re really looking to order a custom-designed suit, or whether you’re here to cause trouble!”

Then, his series of laughter rang out again. The gaze he pinned on Olivia resembled the gaze of a wolf eyeing its prey. “Of course, I’m here for a custom-designed suit. Alright, I admit. I’ve misunderstood your words. Just design me a suit that fits my temperament. Let your creative juices run wild.” He gave in eventually.

gross feeling inside her. It was impossible for Christoff to appear in Summer City

as possible, she had no choice but to agree. “What do you have in mind? A two-

mainly because he heard that Eugene extremely doted on his girlfriend. That was why he came over after finding out that she owned

stand up for a moment so that I can have a look at your figure?” Olivia requested. Christoff cooperated with her and stood up before turning a full circle.

Since he did not receive the compliment he expected, he felt disappointed and sat down in his seat. Subsequently,

do you want me to see?” Her gaze was cold as she stared at him with such fierce eyes that

smiled. “See, you’re overthinking again. I mean, don’t you need a measuring tape?” Olivia replied, “I’m only designing a suit for you. It’s not the time to measure yet.” As if he had learned something new, he expressed,

tone,” he answered. After acknowledging that, Olivia stopped asking any more questions and picked up a pen to start

focused on doing something. Look at her lowered eyes that are focused on the paper and her slender, fair fingers deftly drawing on the paper. She even looked attractive when she was