Chapter 349
Unfinished Business with You
Chapter 349
âStop right there!â Oliviaâs face turned dark and she suddenly shouted.
Zoe turned around and looked at her aggressively. âWhy should I stop? Even if you kneel down and
beg me now, I wonât have my dress made here. You think you can fool me just because you had a few
days worth of classes learning how to design dresses? Do you think this is my first time ordering a
customized dress? If you annoy me, I could just buy this whole store and chase you out!â
Olivia scoffed angrily. âYou ignorant and ungrateful girl! I designed this flower petal because your
breasts are saggy and wouldnât look good if you showed them off. Besides, showing too much skin
would only make you look cheap. You can show off if you want, but not like that. You should only show
off glimpses of your skin and tempt them into desiring to see more, not showing them everything like
you are selling your flesh! Of course, you canât bring out the elegance in my dress. If you wish to bring
yourself down with your cheap and worthless style, have it your way! You can leave now. The exit is on
the left. Good day!â
Zoe was so mad she started cussing. âWhat are you acting high and mighty for? If you piss me off, Iâll
make sure you wonât have a shop!â
Olivia sneered, âGo see a psychiatrist!â
Zoe pointed at Olivia and started yelling, âYouâre the one who needs to go to the psychiatrist! You think
you can treat me like this just because you treated Master Merlin? After all, you are just a dog hired by
the Nolan Family. What do you have to be proud of?â
Olivia narrowed her eyes. Was this girl kicked in the head?
Olivia walked a few steps forward and grabbed Zoe by her neck. âAnd who do you think you are?â With
that said, Olivia threw her out.
Zoe fell into a heap, dazed. She was afraid that someone would see her, so she got up hurriedly. All
she could do was to glare fiercely at the person standing in front of the window because she didnât dare
to walk inside again.
She then pointed her fingers at Olivie as if giving her a warning, then turned around and left.
Olivia was really pissed as her good mood was ruined by that crazy b*tch.
Sophia looked at Zoe who was leaving. âIs she not right in the head?â she asked confusedly. âWe didnât
even say anything, so why did she say so many hurtful things?â
âShe is just spoiled, so she canât accept other people criticizing her,â Olivia replied. âPerfect figure my
ass. Someone had probably praised her figure and she felt so proud about it. Mark my words, she will
suffer a lot in the future!â
âYou are right.â Sophia agreed. âHow is that a perfect figure? Does she think that everyone is her mom
and dad? So spoiled!â
Olivia held her cheek in her hand, a happy look on her face. âMy temper has really improved these past
two years. If this had happened in the past, I would have beaten her up so bad her parents wouldnât be
able to recognize her!â
âLove has mellowed you out!â Sophia teased her.
Olivia was embarrassed and pretended to be angry as she glared at her. âOff you go. Get back to
work!â
Sophia left, giggling.
Right after Sophia left, Oliviaâs phone rang. She grabbed her phone and looked at the screen, which
was showing Marcusâs name.
She slid the screen to answer the call. âHi, Marcus.â
Marcusâs clear voice came from the phone. âThe kick-off ceremony for âNine-Tailed Fox No.7â will be in
one week. You should at least show your face there, right?â
âJust do as you like,â Olivia replied lazily.
âOlivia Maxwell!â Marcus was so angry he shouted her full name. âArenât you a carefree boss, not
needing to care about anything at all?â
Olivia rolled her eyes. âDidnât I read the script? I even gave a few constructive comments!â
Marcus scoffed from his end. âYou have the cheek to say that? Well, arenât you a diligent boss! You
think you did a great job just because you gave a few comments? Arenât you afraid that Iâll make a loss
for the company?â
âIâm not,â Olivia replied. âI trust you.â
Marcus grunted. âCut the crap. You must attend the ceremony a week later, or else, you can run your
own company!â