This young and beautiful woman could design such a noble car, and could also cater to the admiration of men to the car. She should have a lot of ideas. Calvin stared at the perfect car, pondering.
The line of the car was smooth, which was his style.
What kind of woman could have such talent?
"This car has a name called modern Al Diar. It's given by the designer. It's said that she designed it for her beloved man. Spencer explained, "Coincidentally, this designer has returned to A City."
Calvin raised his head slightly, and his mind could not be seen through.
"I want to see her in three days.” There was a flash of light in his eyes. With his hands on the back of the chair, he leaned back, uttering this sentence.
Calvin has a unique sensitivity to business information, his intuitively tell him that this female designer would be a rare talent. Although Harvey Corp now has a large variety of cars, there are not many products that can really make a global impact, and Harvey Corp is now facing a critical transition period, so he could not miss such an opportunity.
As far as he was concerned, there was never anything he couldn't have if he wanted it, let alone a woman. She would not resist the temptation of a large sum of money.
Moon River Cemetery was a peaceful and desolate place.
Belle had been here for a whole day, curled up in front of her father Ethan's tombstone, heartbroken, pained, sad, lonely.
She sat motionless, like an ice sculpture in the snow, as if she would melt into water at any moment.
"Dad, I can't make Calvin fall in love with me, he can never love me, and we're already divorced." Her voice was small and weak, buzzing like a mosquito. Belle's lips were dry and cracked, it had been a day and a night without food or water but she didn't feel hungry at all! There was only a pain that ate her heart to the bone.
"Dad, I don't want to tell mum, for fear that she will be sad and upset." Belle opened her dry lips and said in a hoarse voice, "Dad, I don't want to have anything to do with him anymore. I never want to see him again, but dad, the car that hit you was owned by Harvey Corp, I know that car, there is no mistake. I must find out the truth of your car accident. The only way to have a chance to find out the truth is to go to work for Harvey Corp, no matter who killed you, I will make sure he gets killed."
Her fingers gripped the cold tombstone tightly, blood dripping from her hands onto the snow-white marble, her teeth biting into her red lips.
"I don’t want this, but he's the devil." She sobbed, her dry eyes no longer filled with tears!
She could endure all the humiliations she had received, but she could not endure the death of her beloved father, the dearest person in the world!
She buried her head deep in her lap and sobbed.
Even if it wasn't him, it was someone connected to Harvey Corp! And who else could it be rather than him?
The sun sets in the west and the residual haze is like blood.
She stood up slowly, her fingers brushing through her hair, determination was seen on her face.
She pulled out her phone and dialed the number.
"Mr. Gordon? I agree to your request." Her eyes were cold, but her voice was soft and generous.
"Good, very good." Alfred's excited voice came from the other end of the phone, "Miss Alice, I will report to Mr. Harvey right away. We will send a car to pick you up tomorrow, Mr. Harvey wants to meet you personally."
The coldness at the corners of Belle's mouth deepened as she faintly replied, "Good."
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