Fleur's exhausted body suddenly slipped downwards, her heart slipping along with it. She thanked her lucky stairs she was grabbing the railing and tied to it with a tie. All she could do right now was focus on her grip as tightly as possible.
The tie could not support her weight at all.
Fleur panted harshly as she gazed at Olivier.
Olivier lightly shook his wrist, his cold gaze dampening up slightly. He said, "Hold on tight. Though don't worry if you fall. I'll pick the best spot in the city cemetery to bury you in."
Fleur's complexion paled.
"This has nothing to do with jealousy, we're not there yet. I just don't like the way you look."
His eyes lingered a moment longer. "I'm going to eat." He turned and went back into the office.
"Olivier Martinez! Olivier..." Fleur did not dare s
