Chapter 144

Chapter 144, Never Before Annoyed Alva’s phone rang, finally pulling her back from her obsession with the book.

She subconsciously went to get the phone, and Jackson had already handed it to her one step ahead of her.

Alva was startled, then bent her lips, “Thank you.”

He took the phone, looked at the screen, and took it.

“Ambrose.

JJ “Alva, are you progressing well now?”

I don’t know if she has affected her work because of her personal affairs.

Alva heard the worry in Ambrose’s voice, as if she knew what was happening on her side.

“It’s okay.”

Although the process was tortuous, the ending was happy.

Ambrose heard her voice as usual and was relieved, “That’s good, call me if you have any questions.”

“Okay, Ambrose.”

Alva hung up, and Jackson asked, “Your boss is on the phone?”

“Well.”

Jackson looked at the time and said, “What did he say?”

It was the first time Jackson had asked her about the call, and Alva looked at him.

Jackson handed her the hot milk and met her puzzled eyes. “It’s almost twelve o’clock. Your boss is calling you.

He meant something.

Alva smiled helplessly, “Jackson, am I a sweet pastry?”

Do you all like her so much?

She doesn’t think she has that much charm.

Jackson leaned against the desk and looked at her seriously, “Yes, you are always so tempting, which makes me very worried.”

Alva didn’t know what to say.

“Drink the milk, go wash up and rest, don’t stay up all night.”

“Okay.”

Ambrose hung up the phone, thought for a moment, and called Uriah.

However, “I’m sorry, the number you dialed is temporarily unanswered…”

Bend your lips.

Angry.

I’m not answering my phone.

But it doesn’t matter, if you don’t answer the phone, you will always read the text messages.

He sent a text to Uriah.

Uriah came out of the shower and the phone whistled.

He took his phone and clicked on the text message.

“Alva is my good designer. She is a very important person to develop a new brand this time. Don’t mess it up for me.”

Uriah tossed her phone on the bedside table, went to the bar to open a bottle of wine, and opened her laptop.

Ding!

An email came.

Uriah opened the email, and there were photos of Jackson and Alva.

It’s just that the location is different.

Some are in the hotel, some are downstairs in the AK, some are in the restaurant, and some are downstairs in the apartment where they live.

And the locations of these photos are all in Paris.

Uriah looked at the pictures, took his glass and took a sip of wine.

When he finished reading the email, half a bottle of wine was gone.

He turned off his laptop, lit a cigarette, and went to the balcony.

At this moment, he had never been more irritable.

Alva went to Callahan’s house the next morning, and Jackson sent her.

“Call me when noon is over.””

“Okay.”

Hugged Alva, dropped a kiss on her forehead, and left.

Ronan watched the car drive away and then looked at the apartment building, with a sinister smile on the corner of his mouth.

Callahan’s face was not very good, Alva could tell at once.

“Mr. Callahan, are you not feeling well?”

“I didn’t sleep well last night, it’s alright, let’s continue.”

Alva said worriedly, “Why don’t you have a good rest today?”

Callahan shook his head, “No need, I have booked a ticket back to my hometown tomorrow, I will leave early tomorrow morning.”

Alva was startled, “So fast?”

“Yes, don’t worry, everything I teach you is in that book. After you go back, read well. With your intelligence and understanding, you will learn it soon.”

Alva knows that Callahan loves and hurts this place, and he is in a hurry to leave now, and his heart is broken.

“Okay.”

In order to thank Callahan for teaching him everything, Alva said to Callahan at noon, “Mr. Callahan, don’t cook today. I’ll go buy some food and cook it for you.

Callahan knew her kindness and said, “No need, I’ll take your kindness.”

The wound on her hand hadn’t healed yet, he could tell.

“No, you must eat this meal, I must thank you!”

Alva insisted that Callahan had no choice but to say, “Thank you, Alva.”

“You’re too polite. If you don’t mind, I want to call you master.”

Callahan instantly burst into tears and nodded.

Alva curved her lips, “Master.”

“Hey!”

Alva went out and called Jackson.

“Alva.

JJ “Jackson, Mr. Callahan is going back tomorrow morning. I’m going to buy vegetables and cook a meal for Mr. Callahan. Thank him for his help during this time. You don’t have to pick me up at noon.”

“Okay, I’ll pick you up tonight.”

“Well.””

Alva hung up the phone and went downstairs and walked out of the neighborhood.

As soon as she walked out, a van stopped in front of her.