Fit For Your Love

Brayden was standing there for a long time.

The Old Nanny had already left. All sorts of people walked past him, one after another.

The sun was so hot that it shone on him.

But instead of feeling hot, he felt warm.

He clenched the photo in his hand and looked at a big banyan tree in front of him. His eyes were glowing.

She was alive, right here.

Alive.

Kelly received a call from Brayden, who had just received yesterday's examination report. "Brayden." "Olivia is in Yiyun Town. I will use all my strength to find her."

Kelly frowned. "Are you sure?"

"Yes."

"Okay, I'll arrange it now."

Brayden hung up the phone and looked out at the sparkling lake. His eyes were shining with hope.

Everett, you couldn't hide anymore.

Home news.

An interview video went viral in just a minute. The major Internet platforms scrambled to report this story. Moreover, after this news was reported, the number of clicks, reads, and broadcasts all topped the ranking list. Ordinary people would never know such an explosive video.

Or they would find it unimportant.

But for the entertainment industry, the whole country, and the world, this news was a bombshell.

Melody, the famous international supermodel and star quit the entertainment industry.

No one expected it.

Joan stood in the bedroom of the villa, looked at Melody who was packing, and said, "Do you know where Everett is?"

Melody folded the clothes and put them in the suitcase.

Hearing Joan, she didn't turn her head back and went directly into her cloakroom. "I don't know."

"Then where are you going?"

Joan followed.

"France."

"You're going to France?"

Melody came to a huge counter in the middle of the cloakroom.

The counter was covered with a white velvet blanket with expensive jewelry on it.

Earrings, necklaces, bracelets, anklets, and many priceless jewerlies.

Melody took out a necklace engraved with English letters and went to the floor-to-ceiling mirror. She looked at the proud and noble woman inside. "Wherever Brayden is, I'll be there."

"You..."

Joan stopped asking.

She looked at the person in the mirror and frowned. "You want to work with Brayden?"

Melody untied the necklace and put it on.

The necklace with the exquisite workmanship and the expensive material immediately became dazzling when she put it on her white collarbone. Melody looked at the English letters, and her fingers fell on them, caressing them.

"No."

Joan did not speak. Her expression was very unpleasant.

"I won't work with Brayden, but I'll make Everett think I'm working with Brayden."

"Or I will make Everett think that if I follow Brayden, he can find Olivia."

Melody turned around and looked at Joan with endless longing in her eyes. "I want him to see me, care about me, think of me, and remember me."

Milan.

In the Villa study.ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

Everett sat in the chair and looked at the laptop on his desk.

A video was playing on the laptop.

And this video had already spread all over the world.

In the video, Melody was sitting on the sofa, giving an interview.

The interviewer asked, "Melody, do you really want to withdraw from the entertainment industry?"

Melody looked at the interviewer with a familiar smile on her face. She looked aloof, pride and distant.

"Of course."

"But why did you withdraw? You're doing very well now. If you keep going, your future is unlimited. Why did you choose to withdraw at your prime?"