CHAPTER 92: WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME?

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?" NôvelD(ram)a.ôrg owns this content.

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.

Olive slightly turned her head and bumped into Alan’s eyes, he smiled deeply.

How dare you smile like this? Is he really like the dishes on this table, eating the food in the bowl and still think about the food in the pot?

No way.

They were talking and laughing happily on the table, and the fights were rough under the table. Olive followed the topic of the two men and smiled slightly. She bit her teeth secretly, stepped on his feet

heavily. Don't play tricks on her.

Alan's expression did not change, this woman is really ruthless, she stepped on one of his foot ruthlessly. There is a saying that the most poisonous thing is woman's heart, it is totally right. If his foot is scrapped, she should be responsible for it all her life.

Olive stepped on him tightly, but his foot was still moved out little by little. She thought the man would have settled down after it, but unexpectedly he wrapped one of her legs with his. He was not afraid that his fiancee would know what happened under the table?

Even though, he was proudly looked at her with an oblique eyebrow.

Alan, you're such a jerk. It's fun to bully me, isn't it?

Olive stood up and the other two looked straight at her.

Mr. Geve asked confusedly, "Olive, what's wrong?"

Olive stunned, she found herself was a little out of control. She smiled and said, "It's all right. I drank too much soup. I want to go to the bathroom."

She changed her face as she turned around.

"This kid." Mr. Geve smiled, shook his head and said, "That’s all right, Let’s have some vegetables."

"Just as what I’ve seen, Miss Steele is not just work as your staff." Ophelia looked at Olive's back and thought about it, but when she looked at Alan, he looked like nothing happened. She could not see any clue. Have she thought too much?

Mr. Geve also did not evade, "Yes, I like Olive very much. When I employed her four years ago, I thought that the girl was very smart, and she does not disappoint me in recent years. If it is possible, I

really want to recognize her as my daughter."

Ophelia laughed. "Mr. Geve always looks up to Miss Steele. Miss Steele is so lucky."

"I just don't know if I have the luck to have a daughter, I have an unfilial son at home. Now, I lost all my business to your man. Thank goddess, Mr. Hoyle is generous, the price he give can let me afford this hotel. Olive helps me manage it now, which makes me feel more comfortable. It's better to have a daughter, she is so clever.” If his daughter was around him, he didn't know if she will be a good daughter.

Olive rushed into the bathroom, turned on the tap and poured cold water on her face, Alan, you are bastard.

He has fiancee, he is so good to his fiancee, but why he still teases her?

Now that you love your fiancee so much, just get along well with your fiancee. Don't you think it's hypocritical to pretend to be unforgettable for me?

She took out her phone and wanted to send a message to ask him, you have had a fiancee. What do you want from me?