Don't Escape My Beloved Girl



Preston wanted to say more, but Everett's cell phone rang. Preston closed his opened mouth and drank coffee.

Everett picked up the phone, looked at the screen, and answered.

"Mr.Weston, Miss Hadley went to the airport."

"Okay." When the phone hung up, Everett looked at Preston.

"In terms of AK Company and you, what do you want to do? I won't interfere' After that, he put down his coffee cup and left. Preston raised his eyebrows.About AK Company and him? He wouldn't interfere? Then why did he introduce Olivia to him? Preston could not understand what Everett

meant.

However, not long after, his assistant came to tell him that Frank was here and wanted to meet him.

Something came to his mind and he said, "Let him in."Content provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

"Okay, Mr.Smith."

Soon, the assistant led Frank in. Preston walked over.

"What's the matter?"

Frank looked at him apologetically.

"Mr.Smith, I'm sorry about what happened just now.I apologize on behalf of my designer.'

reston looked at him and thought about that after Olivia left in a hurry, Frank also left immediately, so he guessed that the two of them must have a good relationship.

"Well, your designer is quite an individual."

She just resigned at her will.

And she didn't even know how good an opportunity she had missed.

Frank frowned.

"She has a reason. Of course, I know that I will make you think that I'm trying to argue, but I want you to see her design, the plan she's been working on in the past few days. She's a very talented designer.Her ideas and inspiration are something I've never seen before.”

After that, he put a document in front of Preston.

Frank knew that Olivia's words at the time meant that she didn't want this opportunity.

But he couldn't let her be so willful.

Preston looked at the document on the coffee table and then at Frank.

"You're her boss. You should be very angry since you have such an employee, but I don't think you're angry at all."

Not only was he not angry, but he was anxious and worried.

He began to wonder what the relationship was between them.

"I am angry, but I am more anxious. She's very talented and a very good designer.I don't want such a good designer to fall." Frank said with force.

The determination and confidence in his eyes moved Preston.

"You go back first. I'll discuss it with my men and then I'll give you an answer. Okay?"

"Sure, thank you, Mr.Smith." Frank left.

Preston looked at the closed door and read through the document.

When Everett introduced Olivia to him, he had had a brief look at Olivia's information, but the information he read at that time was definitely not as detailed as Frank gave him.

Olivia's design, drawings, plans, and ideas were indeed outstanding.

He was also a designer, and he knew the basics of a good designer.

Indeed, Olivia had the basics, and what she lacked was an opportunity.

Once she had the opportunity, she would shine brightly.

As a person who cherished talent, he would not let go such a good designer.

But, Everett...

Olivia...

Preston frowned.

A low-key Aston Martin was driving on the asphalt road, and the bright sunlight shone on the black car, which made the car give off a cold light.

Everett sat in the back seat, looking out the window at the scenery with dark eyes.

People who knew him well would know that he was in a bad mood, very bad.

Suddenly, the phone rang, breaking the heavy black.

He frowned sightly and took the phone.

Seeing the name on the screen, he paused for a second and answered, "What's the matter?"

"What do you mean by introducing Olivia to me?"