Fit For Your Love

Preston went to an old friend's bar, ordered a bottle of whiskey, and began to drink slowly at the bar counter. Suddenly, there was a person sitting next to him.

He turned his head and raised his eyebrows quickly, "You got here fast!"

He raised his wrist to look at his watch, "It takes you less than ten minutes."Content (C) Nôv/elDra/ma.Org.

He looked at Everett, "Didn't you have a nice talk?"

He received a call from Everett early in the morning.

Everett asked where her was, and he told Everett.

Then Everett came.

It was incredibly fast.

But the fact that Everett came so quickly also showed one thing.

He didn't find Olivia.

He was worried.

But when Everett came, he was not worried.

However, he had always been a man who was not afraid of threats, and he was willing to be threatened now? Preston didn't believe it at all.

Everett didn't answer Preston. He spoke English to the bartender and soon a glass of wine was placed in front of him. Preston looked at the wine in his hand and there was a look of surprise in Preston's eyes.

It was the most alcoholic vodka, with an alcohol content of 96 percent.

He might not be able to get up tomorrow if he drank such a glass.

But before Preston could say anything, Everett drank it.

However, he did not drink it all in one gulp, but tasted it slowly.

His eyes narrowed as he looked at the wine cabinet behind the bartender, which was lined up with wine.

Although his eyes were on the wines, his attention was not on them.

When Preston saw Everett like this, he suddenly fell silent.

He turned around, picked up the wine, and began to drink.

Tomorrow's wedding was not what Everett wanted, but what could he do?

One wrong step could cause every following step wrong. Life was but a game of chess that one couldn't retract a false move.

The sky gradually darkened.

The Mill Hotel.

Leona stood in front of Melody with an uncontrollable anger on her face, "You said you would think of a way, so I didn't interfere. But how many hours are left until wee hours now?" Leona pointed to her wristwatch, "Less than five hours!"

"It's early morning in less than five hours. Tomorrow is the day you and Everett get married!"

"And now Everett hasn't come yet. Melody, tell me, how are you going to deal with this mess tomorrow?"

She really shouldn't believe Melody!

Melody was pressing her suit with an electric iron.

The suit the groom would be wearing tomorrow.

She designed this suit and sewed it herself.

When she heard Leona's words, she did not stop at all. It was as if she did not hear Leona's words and she was completely unaffected.

Leona was furious at her.

She pointed at Melody and nodded, "Okay, Melody. Listen, from tomorrow onwards, you're not a daughter-in-law of my Weston Family and you have nothing to do with my Weston Family!" Leona turned and left.

She would let Melody clear up the mess tomorrow and she wouldn't help her.

She didn't want such a daughter-in-law!

But when Leona was about to open the door and leave, Melody's voice sounded.

"Everett has arrived."

Leona paused, "What did you say?"

Melody hung up the suit and gently stroked the collar of the suit.

"He's at the Tesla Hotel now."

Leona's heart tightened and she left quickly.

Everett was here. Good!

She would definitely let him appear at tomorrow's wedding!

In an apartment in Paris.

Brayden was smoking on the sofa at home.

He rarely smoked, and he never smoked in front of Olivia.

She probably thought he didn't smoke.

But she was wrong.

He did smoke, but he rarely smoked.

Over the years, he had smoked no more than five times.

But tonight, he smoked a lot.

Max was full and playing with its ball.

From time to time, it let out a woof and played very excitedly.

Brayden did not look at it as he usually did when he heard it. Instead, he looked at the time.

7:45.

It was less than five hours before midnight.

There was only five hours left, but there was no word from Olivia yet.

If he hadn't heard from her tonight, then tomorrow...

Brayden closed his eyes.

Suddenly, the phone rang.