Terrified by his fierce gaze, Sophia froze and respectfully replied without a moment of hesitation, “Please wait a second while I get her.” While saying so, she dashed into the back room.

In the meantime, Olivia was instructing one of the designers when she saw Sophia entering frantically. She looked up and asked, “What’s the matter?” After composing herself, Sophia answered, “There’s a man outside insisting to see you.”

Olivia was shocked. “Who?” She set down the things in her hand and rose to her feet to head outside. Sophia then gave her a heads-up. “I don’t recognize him, but he looks kind of scary. Miss Olivia, please be careful.”

In response, Olivia acknowledged Sophia’s warning and went out. However, she was dumbfounded when she saw the man before her. Back when she was at Double Dragon Court, she had been educated on a few influential figures, so she could easily recognize him-he was the leader of Samuel Court, Christoff Stevenson. Cruel and violence were his middle name. Why is he here?

What’s the matter?” A trace of shock subconsciously appeared in Christoff’s eyes while he forced a smile on his originally cold face. ‘So, you’re Eugene Nolan’s

have realized a lot of things. So, this is why he insists on meeting me. He must be one of the assassins from Samuel Court, who was sent to

keeps you so well-protected. You’re indeed gorgeous.” Olivia humbly

to design a set for me,” he said. Olivia affirmed, “Sure. Have a seat, sir.” While saying so, she pulled

staring at Olivia. This left Olivia with slightly furrowed eyebrows, but she quickly composed herself. “Sir, can I have your last name?” Leaning lazily against the

I’ll try my best to satisfy your requests.” Grinning, Christoff looked at her with affectionate eyes. “Satisfy my requests? Ha! Miss Maxwell, your words

meant is that I will satisfy any requests you have on the style of your custom-made clothing.

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