CHAPTER 53: STRIKING IT RICH

Flora has been looking for enterprises to help those poor children. Wasn't there a ready-made one? Didn’t waste. Needless to say, she didn't embezzle the money anyway, but she would owe him a favor.

Alan was in a posture of letting her do anything to him.

Olive took out her cell phone and dialed Flora's phone. "Girl, do you know how much it costs to build a new class building for your school now, and then the costs of giving each child a new cotton-padded suit and warm boots, and making a small canteen to provide free lunch for the children. How much does it cost a year?"

Flora was startled and said, "You've made a fortune?"

Olive found a set of explanations, which naturally concealed her relationship with Alan. Then, when they totaled in the phone, she solemnly filled in a million dollars on the cheque.

For him, it was a drop in the bucket, but for the mountainous areas, it was a lot of money.

Later, she was not afraid to put the cheque and a piece of paper with an account number in front of Alan. "That, Mr. Hoyle, anyway, you have a lot of people. So can I trouble you to find someone to transfer the money. If you transfer it one day earlier, the children there will be less frozen for one day."

Alan glanced at it lightly, but this time he reached out and took it. "You're good at getting in every inch."

Olive gave him a fake smile and said, "That's Mr. Hoyle, you giving me face, don't you?"

"Now that I've given you face, should you give me face back now and dress up and go to dinner with me?"

"Mr. Hoyle you should not be here. It's a basic courtesy to see no evil."

"But what if I'm addicted to have no courtesy to you?" Alan seemed to laugh or not laugh, as if he had made up his mind to watch her change clothes.

"Hooligan." Olive could do nothing to him. She picked up a suit of clothes and quickly flashed into the bathroom and locked the door.

Outside the door his happy laughter filled the room.

He liking to see her hurried appearance, she always blushed. Her pretty looks attracted him very much.

Girl, even if you ran away to anywhere in the world, I would find you.

Olive somewhat hastily changed her dress. The mysterious purple gave people a sense of elegance and nobility. It set off her figure exquisitely and beautifully, with her lace-cut back designs.

Sure enough, saddles for horses and clothes for people. The woman in the mirror made herself feel reborn.

Olive simply coiled up her hair.

But as soon as it was done, Alan's face appeared in the mirror. He was like a ghost, reaching out and loosening her hair plate. "Naturally, it looks better."

Olive was shocked,”How did you get in?”

"There is one thing in the world called the key."

"You are really all-pervasive." Olive gnashed her teeth. She found that she couldn’t reason with him. She simply went out of the bathroom and picked out a pair of shoes of the same color and changed them.

And he picked out a necklace and put it on her. "Did anyone tell you that you are beautiful?"

Ambiguous breathing clung to her ears.

Olive took away his claws with one hand, and the sound of hitting his hand was clear and crisp. There was a straight and obvious line in her palm. The elder said that it was called sitting palm. People would feel particularly painful when they was hit by this kink of palm.

Alan found that the woman was a bit savage. Even though the man had a rough hand, his hand was red and ached faintly.

"I thought you would be a gentle woman."

"General Hoyle, I forgot to tell you that unfamiliar people think I'm gentle, while familiar friends will think I'm optimistic, and only my best friends know, in fact, I'm a madman. When a madman is forced tensely, he would bite people. I'm sorry if Mr. Hoyle is not serious enough, I have to resign.”

Sooner or later, she would leave, wouldn’t she? Olive felt sad, and there was an indescribable melancholy.

"But I've planned to let you work in Hoyle group. If you worked in Hengdu, you are wasting your talents." Alan was not upset, just looked at her quietly and gave her this breaking news. NôvelD(ram)a.ôrg owns this content.

Olive blurted out, "I'm not going to Jiangcheng with you."

She objected so quickly, as if there was a forbidden place for her. He was thoughtful, "Reason?"

"Because..." Because his fiancee said to her five years ago: Don't let me see you approach Alan, leaving far away. Otherwise, I will let your family ruin. Facing such a vicious threat, she was young and wanted to resist, but his father's car accident and his rapid departure from the country stopped her.

Ophelia said that the car accident happening to Alan was not an accident. She had already known that. Alan vaguely said a few words. He did not want to say much, and she could not ask.

Ophelia also said that those who hurt him knew that he was still alive and would not let him go easily. Only Meyer family was his refuge, and only Meyer family could help him turn over. She Oliver would be not only useful for him, but also become his burden. Alan could not abandon his responsibility to Hoyle only for his love.

Such straightforward and profound persuasion made Olive feel that if she persevered again, it was her ignorance.

What else could she do then at that time? On the one hand, her father laid unconsciously in the hospital and her mother nearly collapsed. She has to go back to take care of him. On the other hand, Alan was eager to go abroad. Even if she wanted to insist, it was meaningless.