Mr. Geve immediately ordered the kitchen to cook more dishes. "If our service is not good, Mr. Hoyle and Miss Meyer please forgive us."
Alan laughed and said, "That’s alright."
"Oh..." Ophelia suddenly said. "Miss Steele, I want to hold a Christmas party at the Angel Holiday Hotel. Alan. Shall we let Miss Steele help us with it?"
Alan smiled faintly. "It’s all depends on you."
His voice is so gentle that Olive scolded herself inside, you see it, he is so good to this woman, you can give up.
"Thank you dear." Ophelia touched his arm with her cheek and looked at Olive just like declaring sovereignty to her. "Miss Steele, will it trouble you too much?"
Olive smiled. "No, it’s ok, but tomorrow is Christmas day. Miss Meyer has to tell me the size and grade of the party, the guest list, the menu, the drinks and other requirements as soon as possible."
Coming from Jiangcheng to Luo city to hold a party is really funny, but she can only hide her sneer in her heart and carefully deal with the problems that may come to her.
"Miss Steele is so nice. You can bring your boyfriend on that day."
"OK, thank you!" It's just her platitude. Olive just responded her casually. She understood her true meaning.
It seems that her lie to Mr. Geve should be realized in front of this woman, but where should she find a boyfriend?
Olive was depressed. She bowed her head to eat without tasting the smell of the food. Sometimes she felt that there was a cold eye light staring at her. She felt like a thousand arrows were piercing through her body.
Alan and Mr. Geve were eating and talking about some business affairs. Olive was silent. She can always see Ophelia graciously picking up vegetables for Alan.
Mr. Geve laughed, "Mr. Hoyle has such a good fiancee. She must be a good wife if you marry her in the future."
Alan just smiled but said nothing.
Olive said silently, I know you love each other, but you don't have to show off in front of me.
Under the table, she suddenly felt her foot was kicked by someone. She thought it was someone who was incautiously and she didn't care too much. She just slightly moved her foot away.
Who knows, that person's foot continued kicking her. She moved a little and that foot rubbed her foot a little.
Obviously, he was intentional.
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