Lock You In My Heart By B. MADRON Chapter 330


    Chapter 330 I Really Believe In You


    As they were about to arrive at the bus station, Gabrielle insisted that Alvin should stop the car. She


    saw him. hesitate before speaking to her..


    “Mrs. Morris, we haven’t arrived yet. Let Ile drop you off at the studio, not here.” Alvin knew the address


    of her studio, and it was still a bit far. If she got off here, she would need to cross the pedestrian bridge


    and walk for several minutes to get to her office.


    Westley specifically ordered him to make sure Gabrielle arrived safely. Alvin couldn’t do that if he


    simply stopped the car without yet arriving at their destination. He didn’t want to disobey Westley.


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    “Alvin, you don’t have to drive me over, Your car is too conspicuous. I don’t want my colleagues to see


    it, and it wouldn’t be good for me. Please pull over right here. I promise, Mr. Moms won’t me you. He


    stopped around here too when


    he gave me a ride.” Unlikest time, Gabrielle chose a drop-off point farther than the bus stop. Vivian


    saw her before, and Gabrielle didn’t want to take any chances. She didn’t want Vivian catching her


    again.


    She chose a nearby intersection. As long as passersby didn’t stop to start at her, no one would


    recognize her. She could easily blend in with the crowd on their way to work.


    “Mrs. Morris, I’ll pull over.” Alvin sighed and finally gave in. Gabrielle’s reason made sense, so he


    stopped the car.


    Alvin got out and opened the door for Gabrielle. “Mis. Morris, it’s safe to get off the car now.”


    Gabrielle hurriedly grabbed her bag and rushed to leave. But she missed a step and almost fell t on


    her face. Fortunately for her. Alvin had quick reflexes. He held her up to break her fall.


    “Mrs. Morris, are you okay?” Alvin’s forehead creased with WOITY. He didn’t know how to exin


    to Westley if ever something bad happened to Gabrielle while Alvin was with her. It would anger


    Westley for sure.


    “Oh, nothing. I’?n fine. Thank you. Alvin.” Gabnelle straightened her back and tried to get her bearings.


    She bowed slightly and thanked Alvin.


    “You’re wee, Mrs. Morris. Do you really not need me to drive you there? You can still change your


    mind, and 1911. drop you off in front of the studio,” Alvin asked Gabrielle again just in case she


    changed her mind. However, she only shook her head.


    “No thank you, Alvin.


    I can go there by myself. You can go back to the office now.” Gabrielle slung the bag over her shoulder


    and slowly walked across the bridge, her shoes making clicking sounds as her heels hit the concrete


    road.


    As soon as she arrived at the studio, Gabrielle wiped the sheen of sweat on her forehead. She then


    saw Lolita slumped in front of her desk, looking forlom and in low spirits. It was rather unusual, which


    was why it womed Gabrielle. She walked up to Lolita and gently patted the other woman on her


    shoulder.


    ‘Lolita, what’s wrong? Are you feeline


    well?Gabrielle’s wonics increased when she looked closer at Lolita. Lolita had dark circles unáct her


    eyes, and her ince was pale.


    ‘Nothing I just didn’t sleep wellst night.” Lolita’s voice was low and aspy. It was easy to tell from her


    voxe that she was feeling under the weather. Lolita closed her eyes and massaged her temples.


    It wasn’t just sloep. Gabrielle could tell there was something else, something Lolita wasn’t telling her.


    “Lolita, you don’t look too well. What’s going on?’ Gabrielle pulled a chair and sat beside Lolita, running


    her hand up and down Lolita’s back tofort her.


    After all, Gabrielle and Lolita were sort of best friends at work. It was perfectly natural for Gabrielle to


    worry after seeing the other woman look ill.


    “Gabrielle, I’m fine. I stayed with Mr. Foster to work overtime for two days and then went to have a big


    meal. I ate too much barbecuest night and didn’t sleep well because of diarrhea.” Lolita finally raised


    her eyes to Gabrielle, and


    she knew Lolita was telling the truth.


    “Hey, that’s pretty serious. You could get dehydrated. How about I take you to the hospital now?”


    Gabrielle noticed that Lolita’s lips were dry and cracked.


    “It’s okay. I’m fine now. I didn’t sleep well. That’s why I’m a little sleepy now. I’ll just take a rest here for


    a while, Please wake me up if someonees to see me.” Lolita bent over the table and Tested her


    head on her arms.


    Gabrielle breathed a sigh of relief. She knew what kind of woman Lolita was. She meant what she said.


    She wasn’t one of those women whose words and actions didn’t match.


    If she said she was fine, then there was nothing to worry about her.


    Gabrielle leaned back on her chair. It seemed like it wasn’t a big deal at all.


    Still, it bothered her that Lolita had to work overtime with Jason for two days in a row. Then, he invited


    her for a meal. Was there something going on between


    them?


    In the past, Gabrielle discouraged Lolita


    for overthinking Jason’s motivation behind his actions. But now, Gabrielle felt like she was wrong in


    assuming Jason had no feelings for Lolita. From the looks of it, Jason wanted to pursue her friend.


    What is he thinking?


    Dirl he just ask Lolita to work overtime? Or did he have other non-work-rted reason?’ Gabrielle


    drunmed her fingers lightly on the table. She had a different concern this time.


    “By the way, Gabrielle, this is the result of our overtime work. I have sorted out Michelle’s jewelry style


    in the past two years including the clothes and jewelry she wore when she debuted as a model in Paris.


    Take a look.” Lolita pushed a notebook towards Gabrielle.


    Gabrielle opened it and saw all thebels and photos tracking Michelle’s personal preferences. It was


    incredibly detailed.


    Gabrielle smiled as she flipped the pages. She was impressed.


    Lolita was information


    so


    good


    at


    finding


    “Thank you, Lolita. I appreciate your hard work. I especially love how detailed it is.” Gabrielle hugged


    Lolita tightly.


    Lolita stayed in Paris for several years. Her studies and work experience were rted to jewelry


    design. So strictly speaking, she was Gabrielle’s senior.


    Lolita smiled back and tucked a stray hair behind her car. “Thanks for the appreciation. If you really


    want to thank me though, you need to take a closet look at the documents i sorted out for you. Mr.


    Foster also contributed a lot of work. I can’t take all the credit.”


    So Jason also worked hard on the report. Despite her efforts, Lolita believed that half of the credit


    belonged to Jason.


    “Then I have to thank you and Jason.” Gabrielle meant it. Lolita’s work helped her a lot, not to mention


    that Lolita suffered from diarrhea just to get the job done.


    “You really should stop thanking me. Just read and leam from the materials. That’s all you need to do.”


    Lolita patted her hand affectionately.


    The reason why Lolita painstakingly


    sorted out so many details was because she wanted Gabrielle to benefit from it. Lolita wanted her to


    learn more and make rapid progress. Lolita didn’t doubt Gabrielle could aplish that and more.


    “Don’t wohy. I will read the materials carefully I’ll study all of them,” Gabrielle said as she closed the


    notebook and beamed at Lolita.


    “By the way. I’ve already sent the form to your email. Mr. Foster said that he would design with you this


    time. You must work hard on it, okay? I believe in you. I know you can do it, Gabrielle.” Lolita gave her


    two thumbs up, which made Gabrielle chuckle.


    “I will try my best. Your hard work won’t go to waste.”


    “Okay. Go back to reading the documents. I’ll just take a quick nap.” Lolita put her bag on the table and


    laid her head on it, making it her makeshift pillow. She looked so fatigued.


    Gabrielle stared at her and began to worry again. She touched Lolita’s back and moved closer. “Lolita,


    do you want to ask for a leave and go home to rest for


    half a day?”


    “Nope. I just need a 20-minute power nap, and I’ll be back on my feet. Don’t worry about it.” Lolita


    smiled at her groggily. She couldn’t even keep her eyes Open anymore.


    Gabrielle stopped forcing her, and just let her be. Maybe all Lolita really needed was a few minutes of


    sleep, and she would be back to her usual energetic self. “Okay, have a good rest. I’m going back to


    my ce


    Gabrielle went back to her own desk, carrying the documents in her arms. She sat and began reading.


    But she nced quickly at Lolita and saw that she was already asleep.


    Gabrielle was afraid that someone would see Lolita sleeping in the office and Teport her, so she tried to


    look out for her friend. Gabrielle kept ncing at the door in case someone else arrived.


    Gabrielle looked up from the papers and saw Jason walking over. Gabrielle’s eyes widened, and she


    stood up immediately. She held out her hands and quickly exined belore he even asked.


    Jason, Lolita had diarrheast night, and she didn’t rest well. She’s so exhausted right now, so please


    let her sleep for a while.”


    Gabrielle was worried that Jason would think that Lolita was cking off at work.


    He was the boss, and it wouldn’t please him to see his employees sleeping in the office during working


    hours.