The elevator was quiet and every sound was amplified.
But there was no Olivia's voice.
She seemed to have disappeared without a sound.
Everett stopped.
He paused for a few seconds.
And during these few seconds, everything seemed to be frozen in silence.
Everett let go of Olivia. In the darkness, there was only a click and a cluster of flames lit up.
Olivia's unconscious face appeared before Everett's eyes.
She frowned, her face was pale, and there was a faint pain on her face.
At this moment, Olivia, who no longer struggled, didn't have a chance to reject him.
She was very fragile.
Maybe he would break her easily.
Everett did not move. He looked at Olivia as if he were looking at something he had valued for a long time. He could not move his eyes.
After a long time, Everett closed the lid of the lighter and the elevator became dark again.
Preston went to the winery.
He called Olivia directly after he got out of the car.
"Sorry, the number you have dialed is busy..."
Busy?
Preston frowned.
He hung up, redialed, and walked into the winery.
But he stopped before he entered the winery.
He couldn't get through. He called her three times, but couldn't get through.
He looked at the cell phone and found the reception was very good.
So the reception was not the problem.
But why couldn't he get through?
Preston was worried.
He dialed another number and looked around.
Grace had just sat down at the Design Department and turned on her computer when her phone rang.
Grace took the phone and was surprised to see the name on the screen.
"Mr. Smith?"
"Grace, is Olivia with you?"
"No, Olivia is waiting for you at the winery. She asked me to come back first. I have just arrived at the company."
"What's wrong, Mr. Smith?"
Preston looked around and frowned. "Nothing. I am just asking."
Then she hung up the phone.
Olivia said she would wait for him at the winery, so she would do so. But now he couldn't get through, and Preston was worried.
Preston turned to look for the staff who were guarding the entrance to register.
"Check Olivia immediately. To see whether she left the winery?"
The winery now registered those people entering and leaving.
If Olivia left the winery, there would be a record.
"Okay, Mr. Smith."
The staff quickly checked the records.
"Mr. Smith, she didn't leave."
Hearing this, Preston was relieved. "OK."
Preston then entered the winery.
He was not so worried this time, but he didn't try to look for Olivia in this huge winery.
He made a call.
Soon a familiar voice came. "Hey, Preston."
"Dean, where are you now?"
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