Fit For Your Love

Chapter 560

Knock, knock, knock.

There were three rhythmic knocks on the door. Grace looked at Olivia.

"Olivia, I..."

Should she open the door?

Grace was nervous at this moment.

Olivia said, "Open the door."

"Oh, okay."

Grace ran over quickly but hesitated when she was at the door.

Olivia looked at the door. As Grace opened the door, Melody appeared. She was wearing a white leather coat and very high heels with exquisite makeup. Melody looked at Olivia, and Olivia looked at her. They looked at each other without saying anything. The atmosphere was unusually quiet.

Grace felt this unusual silence and was at a loss for what to do.

But at this moment, Olivia said, "Grace, make two cups of coffee."

Grace immediately responded. "Okay!"

Then she hurried to make coffee. There was a pantry right next to where they were.

Olivia looked at Melody. "Miss Johnson, sit down please."

Melody's beautiful eyes moved. She walked in and sat down on the sofa.

She did not insist on Olivia calling her aunt as before, and Olivia spoke politely as if they had known each other for the first time. Everything seemed normal.

Olivia handed Melody the design drafts that she had prepared. "These are the clothes you are gonna wear today." Melody took them and flipped through them.

Grace made two cups of coffee and put them in front of Olivia and Melody. Then she stood behind Olivia like a maid. Grace looked at Melody, then at Olivia, her eyes full of confusion.

She didn't know why the two could be so calm.

This was incredible.

Melody quickly finished reading, put the design drawings on the coffee table, and looked at Olivia. "Are all the clothes here?"

"Yes."

"Let me see."

Melody got up and looked at the clothes hanging in the design room.Content property of NôvelDra/ma.Org.

Grace looked at Olivia and waited for Olivia to give instructions.

Olivia walked over and came to the clothes. "This line is the Quietly Blooming series, and this line is the Full Blooming series."

"OK."

Melody looked at them and she touched the clothes one by one with slender fingers.

Olivia just watched and didn't say anything.

Silence returned to the design room.

Grace stood behind Olivia, looking at Melody, and then at Olivia, feeling there was tension here.

Melody looked at the clothes for a while, picked up her phone, and made a phone call. "Come here. Let's start making up now."

When the model walked on the runway, she not only showed the outside world the clothes, but also the design.

And the makeup.

Soon the makeup artist and stylist came over.

Melody brought them herself.

Olivia looked at the makeup artist and stylist who were totally strangers and said, "Miss Johnson, AK has professional makeup artists and stylists."

They had been dispatched to each designer according to their styles.

Models were not allowed to bring their own makeup artists and stylists.

Of course, Olivia didn't mean to make things difficult for Melody, but AK's makeup artists and stylists would do the makeup and hair based on what the models would wear. The makeup artists and stylists that supermodels brought may not be able to match the clothes of the designers.

Melody looked at Olivia. "They'll follow your style."

After that, she sat down in front of the dresser and said to her people, "Bring the design drawings on the coffee table and do my makeup and hair according to the designs." "Okay, Melody."

Soon, the makeup artist began to put makeup on Melody, and the stylist chose Melody's clothes according to the design drafts.

The few of them began their work in an orderly manner.

Olivia didn't say anything more. She checked the time.

It was almost 9:00, and the show started at 9:30.

Olivia came to the French window and looked out. The top luxury cars were parked on the red carpet. The people in the cars got out of the car. The men were dressed in suits and leather shoes. The women wore formal dresses, looking elegant or seductive, and were waving hands at the reporters.

Obviously, this was not the first time for these big shots to walk on the red carpet.

The reporters quickly pressed the shutters to take photos of the big shots.

Grace came to Olivia and looked out too.

Grace couldn't help exclaiming when she saw the big stars and giants in the fashion industry walking on the red carpet outside.

These were real people!

She saw real people!

She saw many of the people she liked today!

Hearing her exclamation, Melody opened her eyes and looked over, then her eyes fell on Olivia.

Olivia was wearing a light blue turtleneck sweater, light jeans, her long hair tied into a bun, and sneakers.

She looked like a pure high school student or a college student.

Very young.

Very pure.

Melody clenched her fingers with red nails.

She knew that Everett had treated her like that because she had done something wrong, but why was she still jealous when she saw Olivia like that?

The phone in Olivia's pocket rang.

Grace immediately looked at Olivia, nervous.

She was afraid something bad would happen again.

Olivia took out her phone, looked at the name on the screen, and answered it. "Mr. Smith."

Hearing these two words, Grace was extremely nervous.

"Could it be something bad? Don't scare me!" Grace thought.

Grace was nervous and worried, but Olivia was as usual.

"Olivia, is Melody at your place?"

"Yes."

"Well, if there is any problem, you must tell me."

"I understand."

"The show starts at 9:30. Now that the venue is almost ready, you can turn on the TV."

"Okay."

"Call me if you have any questions."

Finally, Preston said this.

There was a hint of worry in his voice.

Olivia knew.

"I will, Mr. Smith."

After the two hung up, Olivia walked to the sofa, took the remote control, and turned on the LCD TV that occupied most of the wall.

In an instant, music rang in the design room.

Grace immediately looked at the screen.

It was the runway, very clear and bright.

Grace's eyes widened.

Would they be here to watch the live show?

Olivia looked at the screen. The show would be broadcast live. The camera moved from time to time, and the images inside changed.

She saw the people sitting under the runway. They were all big shots from all over the world.

Soon, the camera stopped on one person.

He was wearing a handmade couture suit that was unique in style in the world. His black hair was combed back to reveal his complete face.

This face was indescribably handsome and charming, more beautiful than any male star.

He sat there without saying a word, his legs crossed, and a silent coldness spread.

It seemed that wherever he existed, all the lights fell on him.

He was unique but lonely.

Because no one dared to approach him.

Suddenly, Everett turned his head.

Olivia saw his eyes from the screen. They seemed to look straight into her heart.

Olivia tightened her grip on the remote control. The next moment, she turned to look at Melody.

Then Olivia was stunned.