Let Love Takes Away All This Pain By Jenna Writes novel Chapter 84

Chapter 84: Alva, come with me 

Uriah finished reading Alva’s file and moved his finger on the work table. 

Daven, Frank。 

Costume designer. 

He closed his eyes, closing the emotions that were about to break open in his eyes. 

Alva was busy working late. 

There was no one in the company anymore, and it was very quiet. 

She took the elevator directly to the underground parking lot, picked up the car key, pressed it on the parked car, and walked over. 

But after a few steps, a person came over and stopped in front of her, “Alva, please come with me.” 

This person she had met and knew very well, Uriah’s driver, who had also been her driver when she was Mrs. Irwin. 

Old Zhang. 

Half an hour later, the car stopped outside a European–style villa and Alva got out. 

The villa was brightly lit, and everything in the low luxury exuded the light of money under the light. 

Uriah sat on the sofa in casual home clothes, reading a financial newspaper in his hand, the light shone on his handsome face, and for a 

moment, Alva seemed to go back to two years ago, when he came back from get off work and sat on the sofa scene. 

My heart suddenly hurt, as if I had been stabbed with a needle. 

Uriah looked over and happened to see the trance in her eyes. His eyes moved slightly and he said, “Sit.” 

Indifferent tone, as before. 

The emotion in Alva’s eyes disappeared, walked over, and stopped three steps away from him. 

“Uriah, what are you talking about? I haven’t eaten yet, and I have to go back to cook.” 

Uriah took her phone and dialed a number. 

“Come and cook now.” 

Then, he hung up the phone and looked at her. 

The meaning is self–evident. 

Alva clenched her hands, walked over and sat down on the sofa. 

This was their first official meeting in two years. 

It’s not a chance encounter, it’s not providence, it’s not drama. 

Alva looked at him, but Uriah continued to read the financial newspaper as if she were waiting for her meal. 

Alva frowned and said again, “Uriah, just say what you want.” 

This time her voice was louder and her tone became heavier. 

However, Uriah, as if unable to hear it, turned over a page of the 

newspaper and continued reading. 

Alva pursed her lips and stood up to leave. 

But then Uriah spoke. 

“If you want to walk out of this door, you know my means.” 

Alva froze. The next moment, she turned around and sneered, “Uriah, do you want me to remind you that you have a fiancée now?” 

Uriah finally looked at her. “So?” 

“Uriah, it’s better not to let people misunderstand.” 

She paused every word and her tone was extremely cold. 

Uriah stared at her. “What do you think I would do to you?”