NovelBookBut as soon as Everett was about to say something, Preston's phone rang.
Preston was helpless.
What good timing.
He took the phone and looked at the screen. But then he looked at Everett again.
Everett was shaking his glass lightly. When seeing Preston's look, he looked back.
Preston raised his phone and showed it to him.
There was the caller's non the screen.
Melody.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtEverett squinted at the phone as his hand stopped shaking the glass.
Preston looked at his expression, his lips curved and he answered the phone.
He pressed the speakerphone button.
"Hello, Melody." "You have a party on Friday?" Preston paused, looked at Everett and said, "Yes, did Everett tell you?" "No, | heard it from your employees." "Hehe, you cat the right time. The launch of the new product was very successful. You can attend the party too." Since Melody knew about it, he must invite her.
"That day is Everett's birthday." Preston was surprised.
"Everett's birthday?" When he said this, he looked at Everett.
Everett leaned back in his chair, his hand holding the glass, his eyes fixed on him with a meaningful look.
"Well, | prepare a surprise for Everett that day. | need your cooperation." "No problem." But Everett was right across from him, and he already knew what Melody was doing.
He was afraid it wouldn't be a surprise anymore.
"I'll contact you then." "OK." Melody hung up and Preston looked at Everett. "The day after tomorrow is your birthday?" That day? Preston clicked on the calendar to see if it really was.
October 14th.
Another year.
Preston put his phone aside and smiled. "October 14th, your birthday. | forget it if Melody didn't tell me. Everett, you're a year older." He was a year younger than Everett, but both of them were in their thirties. At this age, they didn't look forward to birthdays anymore.
He was younger than Everett, and he was very satisfied with this.
Everett was neither happy nor unhappy about this topic.
He picked up his glass and took a sip, his eyes still deep.
Preston's smile disappeared, and he said seriously, "I was still wondering why Melody suddenly cback. So she cto celebrate your birthday." Someone celebrated his birthday every year, what a good thing! But it was not good for Everett.
Melody called again. "Peter, do you have tthis afternoon?" "Of course. Melody, I'm always available if you cto me!" "OK, I'll be there." "Where are you? | can pick you up." "No, I'll go by myself." "Okay, I'll give you my address." Melody hung up the phone, went to the dresser to fix her makeup, put on her sunglasses and a hat, and left the hotel.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThe afternoon passed.
Olivia did not receive a reply from Preston.
But she was not in a hurry.
She believed that Mr. Smith would reply to her when he saw it.
When it was tto leave work, Brayden cto pick her up.
His car arrived at the office at five o'clock.
Olivia had told him about the time, so he cat five o'clock.
Olivia and Grace were packing up in the design room, ready to go home.
Brayden didn't see Olivia downstairs, so he went upstairs to wait for Olivia.
But he heard the staff gossip.
"Have you heard about what happened today?" "| heard that Mr. Weston's fiancée cto the company." "Yes. It seems that his ex-wife was there too." "Yeah, it's amazing." "Indeed." "It would be even more amazing if Olivia's husband was there." "That's right..." Brayden looked at them, and when they notice him, their smiles froze, then they quickly lowered their heads and left.
Brayden ignored others' eyes and went straight to Olivia's design studio.
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