Lock You In My Heart novel Chapter 330

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 me 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.

"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. Morris won't blame you. He stopped around here too when he gave me a ride." Unlike last 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 stare 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. "Mrs. 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 flat 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 worry. He didn't know how to explain to Westley if ever something bad happened to Gabrielle while Alvin was with her. It would anger Westley for sure.

"Oh, nothing. I'm fine. Thank you, Alvin." Gabrielle straightened her back and tried to get her bearings. She bowed slightly and thanked Alvin.

"You're welcome, Mrs. Morris. Do you really not need me to drive you there? You can still change your mind, and I'll 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 forlorn and in low spirits. It was rather unusual, which was why it worried Gabrielle. She walked up to Lolita and gently patted the other woman on her shoulder.

"Lolita, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?" Gabrielle's worries increased when she looked closer at Lolita. Lolita had dark circles under her eyes, and her face was pale.

"Nothing. I just didn't sleep well last night." Lolita's voice was low and raspy. It was easy to tell from her voice that she was feeling under the weather. Lolita closed her eyes and massaged her temples.

It wasn't just sleep. 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 to comfort 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 barbecue last 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 someone comes to see me." Lolita bent over the table and rested 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

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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?

Did he just ask Lolita to work overtime? Or did he have other non-work-related reason?' Gabrielle drummed 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 the labels and photos tracking Michelle's personal preferences. It was incredibly detailed.

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

Lolita was so good at finding information.

"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 related to jewelry design. So strictly speaking, she was Gabrielle's senior.

Lolita smiled back and tucked a stray hair behind her ear. "Thanks for the appreciation. If you really want to thank me though, you need to take a closer 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 learn 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 accomplish that and more.

"Don't worry. 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 place."

Gabrielle went back to her own desk, carrying the documents in her arms. She sat and began reading. But she glanced quickly at Lolita and saw that she was already asleep.

Gabrielle was afraid that someone would see Lolita sleeping in the office and report her, so she tried to look out for her friend. Gabrielle kept glancing 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 explained before he even asked.

"Jason, Lolita had diarrhea last 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 slacking off at work.

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