Chapter 384. I don’t know if I believe it
Only as soon as she called Alva, Ambrose walked in.
Seeing Ambrose, GA immediately hung up and called, “Ambrose.”
Venus dropped what she was doing and called, “Ambrose.”
Ambrose looked at the two men, then his eyes fell on GA’s face. “Alva is not feeling well and has asked for leave. I will take over her work for two days.”
Both men were stunned when they heard Ambrose’s words.
But soon, GA asked, “Ambrose, what’s wrong with Alva?”
Eyes full of tension, worry.
Ambrose moved his eyes and said, “I don’t feel well. What is the work she has arranged for you these two days? Let me see first.”
Alva showed it to his job transition yesterday.
He now knows exactly what’s going on in the studio.
But he didn’t know where the two assistants were now.
GA heard Ambrose say that Alva was not feeling well and frowned.
But that’s not the most important thing right now.
The most important thing is to report.
GA told her job.
Ambrose looks at Venus.
Venus said it too.
Ambrose nodded, “Keep busy, I’ll come back later.”
Leave the studio.
Venus looked at Ambrose leaving with a twinkle in her eye.
As soon as Ambrose left, GA picked up her cell phone and called Alva.
She needs to know what’s going on with Alva.
In the hotel, Alva was still sitting on the couch with the plan in her hand.
Except the plans are closed.
It’s not open.
She read the plan last night.
It’s not about her. It’s all about the plan, the plan for the subsidiary.
All sorts of little details.
It had nothing to do with her.
Still, she couldn’t believe it.
I can’t believe it, but I can’t help it.
By Ambrose’s words.
So, for the rest of the night, her heart was being pulled.
Chapte
One side believes, the other side does not believe.
She sat there all night.
The phone rings and Alva opens her eyes.
Her face was tired and her eyes ran red.
Picked up the phone, saw the name on the screen, paused for two seconds, answered.
“Alva, are you sick? What’s wrong with you? Did you see a doctor? Did you take your medicine?”
A call came through and GA’s voice came through.
As she finished her sentence without taking a breath, Alva’s mouth rolled up.
“Nothing, don’t worry, you…”
A smile fell from the corners of Alva’s face.
Who told GA she wasn’t feeling well?
“Why aren’t you worried? As soon as Ambrose said you were ill, I couldn’t wait. Alva, where you live, I’ll see you at noon on my break.”
Alva started slightly. “Ambrose said I was sick?”
“Yes, Ambrose just came by and said you were ill and he was taking over your work for the time being.”
Alva clutched the phone.
Ambrose took over her job…
He’s obviously busy.
There’s no time for her work.
He could have given it to someone else.
Alva quickly thought of something and her heart was racing.
“Alva, you are a designer. I am also a designer, I know your dream
clearly, I don’t want you to give up, I don’t want you to give up, I don’t want you to bow to fate.”
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