Love after Divorce novel (Violet Elliott) novel Chapter 880

Daniel and Olive sat together, and opposite them sat Vanessa.

Olive took out her phone, tapped on a video, and came closer to Daniel.

"Daniel, you didn't come to the show last time, let me show you the video ah. Do you see if my style is not diminished?"

She said as she took Daniel's hand, hating to stick to him.

Across the table, Vanessa looked on, slapped her face on the table and said expressionlessly, "Can I order first?"

Her sudden movement startled Olive.

The phone didn't hold steady and fell to the ground at once.

Daniel was already a little uncomfortable because of Olive's proximity.

Seeing this, he raised his eyebrows and moved farther away without a trace.

"Hungry? Indeed, you are small and have a big appetite, you are easily hungry, order your food."

Vanessa glanced at him and mentally gave him a big blank stare.

How dare you say she has a big appetite?

She felt that the young lady was a bit redundant.

He wasn't averse to Olive's closeness either, was he?

Probably still blaming her for interrupting his date!

Olive picked up the phone from the floor with a flash of displeasure on her face.

Sure enough, they are lowly civilians, and their manners and behavior are so vulgar.

She cursed in her heart, but put on a warm and elegant face.

"Vanessa, you're not from Kingcardine, are you? How come you're out as a bodyguard? It's hard, isn't it?"

Vanessa sipped her water and did not look at her, expressionlessly returned, "I came from a small place to make money, nothing hard."

Olive looked at her with a twinkle in her eye, "In your profession, there should be quite a few girls, right? Training with boys, there must be no difference between men and women, right?"

This is a somewhat intriguing statement.

What do you mean there is no difference between men and women?

When training, there will inevitably be physical contact. Is she disguising that she, as a woman, is too casual and lets people touch her?

Vanessa's eyebrows furrowed and her eyes went a little cold.

She was usually nervous, but inexplicably she heard something in Olive's words.

No wonder the young lady asked her to keep an eye on it.