That Night My Boss Left Me With Our Three Babies

Olivia chose a simple look, and the makeup and styling were completed. She picked a dress and went in to try it on.

The stylist waited outside.

When Olivia emerged, the stylist was full of admiration. “Miss, this dress is simply made for you!”

In his many years of styling, he rarely saw anyone come to Chic Boutique Salon for such a simple look.

Although he had noticed Olivia’s outstanding beauty before starting, her chosen style was so simple that he thought the final result would be good but not stunning.

Seeing Olivia now, however, he was astonished.

A strand of Olivia’s hair was pulled back into a simple bun, secured with a pearl hairpin, while the rest of her hair flowed freely behind her. Her features were completely unobstructed, and she wore only light makeup. The makeup artist had added a touch of glitter to her cupid’s bow. She wore a warm white off-shoulder, waist-cinching long dress that revealed flawless skin and a delicate, eye-catching collarbone.

She looked like an ethereal fairy who had accidentally descended to the mortal world.

If it weren’t for the fact that those who came to Chic Boutique Salon were either wealthy or noble, the stylist would have suggested she enter the entertainment industry to shine brightly.

Hearing the stylist’s praise, Olivia smiled gently. “Thank you.”

She glanced at herself in the mirror and nodded in satisfaction.

It wasn’t overly grand but showed her seriousness about the upcoming banquet.

Olivia turned to thank the stylist and went downstairs to settle the bill.

By the time she left Chic Boutique Salon, it was almost time. Olivia was about to hail a cab when she heard a voice behind her.

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The manager of Chic Boutique Salon personally escorted Victor out, respectfully seeing him off.

Victor nodded slightly and was about to leave when he saw the woman standing by the roadside.

Even from behind, he could recognize her.

It seemed Olivia had heard the manager’s voice, as her posture stiffened.

After a moment, Olivia started to walk away.

Victor’s eyes darkened as he strode up behind her. “Miss Prescott, what a coincidence.”

Upon hearing this, Olivia froze, unsure how to react.

How could it be such a coincidence? Why was Victor here?

Moreover, she had already made her stance clear before, why did this man still call out to her?

Victor hadn’t expected that while he was upstairs getting styled, Olivia was sitting downstairs.

He had thought they would meet at the banquet.

But meeting earlier wasn’t necessarily a bad thing.

Without waiting for Olivia’s response, Victor remained calm and walked up beside her, asking in a deep voice, “Miss Prescott, dressed like this, are you heading to a banquet? Do you plan to take a cab dressed like that?”

Olivia frowned slightly and took two steps back to distance herself. “No need for your concern, Mr. Leer. You must be busy with your engagements, I won’t waste your time.”

With that, she turned to leave.

As she turned, Victor’s eyes flashed with amazement. In the next second, he saw that Olivia still wanted to escape.

Victor’s eyes darkened abruptly as he reached out and grabbed Olivia’s wrist.

Olivia stopped abruptly and turned back to look at him warily.

Victor spoke firmly, “I’ll take you.”