Chapter 293 Her Royal Highness’s New Business

"Let go of me." Bergman gritted his teeth on the big bed enough for six people to lie flat, and looked fiercely at the bastard in front of him.

How could he be like this, seeing that he didn't even say a word, just——

So comfortable!

But even if my body succumbs, my heart will not succumb, Bergman said to himself in his heart.

"I just miss you so much." Li Zitao relaxed his tightened arms, and looked at the woman in his arms affectionately, his frail appearance was full of love and compassion.

Lowering his head and kissing her on the corner of her brow, all Bergman's resistance immediately collapsed.

"Kiss me." He raised his head, closed his eyes, and the emotional singing and panting sounded again.

...

When the sun was high, Bergman opened his eyes and found that the people beside him had disappeared.

Before the bitterness in his heart overflowed, the door was opened from the outside, and Li Zitao, who was pushing the dining car, came with a bright smile, "Honey, your breakfast."

Simple bread, milk, and fried eggs with smiley faces on them.

"Try it, this is the first time I have done it." Picking up the plate and holding it in front of Bergman, Li Zitao fed it to his mouth with a spoon and said.

"You are a bastard who steals your heart." Bergman pursed his mouth and said with tears in his eyes.

"Yes, I'm just a bastard, a bastard who steals my heart." Wiping away the tears from the corners of her eyes, Li Zitao kissed her forehead distressedly.

A sweet breakfast made Bergman selectively forget all the responsibilities, and just wanted to enjoy the feeling of passionate love.

"Maybe it's not bad." Feeling Li Zitao's meticulous care and sincere concern, Bergman fell into self-comfort again.

Girls in love can always find 10,000 reasons for their stupid actions.

...

Back to ten minutes ago, a black and red Cadillac drove past the hotel, with two women sitting in the car.

"Princess, are you really not going up?" Phyllis looked at the hotel curiously.

Why did the princess arrive in Los Angeles, knowing that His Excellency Charlie Lee was at the hotel, but instead of going to him, she insisted on going to Hollywood first?

"No need." Hearing Her Royal Highness's order, the driver nodded, and the car drove past the hotel towards Hollywood.

Beverly 12.

The black and red Cadillac stopped, Phyllis glanced at the princess, got out of the car, went to the door and rang the bell.

"Who is it?" The servant who was watering the lawn asked curiously.

"We came from Los Angeles and made an appointment with Miss Garbo." Phyllis said in a raised tone.

"Wait a moment." Putting down the water pipe, the servant turned off the water and ran into the house.

When she came out again, Garbo, who was wearing a silk suspender with a skirt that reached above her knees and draped over her shoulders, stepped forward to open the door in person.

"His Royal Highness." Seeing the two masters and servants in front of one another, Jiabao squeezed out a smile.

Up to now, she still doesn't know why the princess suddenly asked to come to visit.

For this matter, she has been restless for the past two days.

"Garbo, hello." Adelaide took the initiative to grab her hand and greeted with a smile like a friend.

Seeing her performance, Jiabao suppressed the tension in his heart and said in a relaxed mood, "Let's go in and talk!"

Sitting in the living room, after serving tea, Garbo was still surprised when he heard the cooperation proposed by the princess.

"These clothes?" She pointed to the clothes on her body and said, when she heard that the princess came for her clothes, Garbo thought she had heard wrong.

"Yes, I invited a designer who is well-known in the fashion industry of country F. She will become our partner and promote these clothes to the world."

Adelaide put down the teacup gracefully, folded her hands on her lap and said.

"Can I know who she is?" Garbo was a little moved. Someone once suggested that she do this, but she didn't want to contact the Vanity Fair outside of Hollywood.

A comfortable life makes her willing to give up fame and fortune, but if someone takes care of these, it is good news for her.

"Elsa Schiaparelli, I think you've heard this name before." Adelaide looked at the magazines on the small round table beside her and smiled.

"Of course, she can always be seen in popular magazines." Garbo said with admiration for this fashion designer who has risen suddenly and is a single mother.

After experiencing the abandonment of her husband, the serious illness of her father, the frail daughter, and the nightmare of suffering from polio, her optimism and longing for life have never been broken.

With her keen observation of fashion, she has now been compared with the contemporary Chanel, but the relationship between the two is not very good.

Nice conversation with the princess, imaginary threats, viciousness, verbal abuse etc.

None of them showed up, and the afternoon passed quickly. When Adelaide said to leave, Garbo was a little bit reluctant for her to leave.

It had been a long time since anyone had been able to have such a pleasant chat with her, allowing her to let go of her guard and talk about every bit of life with her.

"I will have the lawyer draft the documents as soon as possible, and Elsa will also come from Paris, and you will definitely have a good chat then."

After confirming the time again, the car drove her and the maid away, and the smile on Garbo's face gradually subsided until the car disappeared around the corner.

"Do you want me to quit?" With a bitter smile, Garbo returned to the room, and the gate of the manor was closed again.

...

When Li Zitao received a call from his fiancée to come to Los Angeles, it was already five days later.

"Cooperation with Jiabao?" Li Zitao listened to the phone with a strange expression.

"Yes, my dear, she has some great design drafts in her hand, you should really see for yourself." Adelaide's soft laughter came.

Of course I know, not only do I know, but I painted it myself.

"Hey, I see. I'll tell the hotel to get ready. When will you arrive—" After hanging up the phone, Li Zitao rubbed his forehead.

The fiancée probably knew about his relationship with Garbo, but she invited a designer to cooperate with Garbo to create a fashion brand.

"What is this for?" Li Zitao couldn't figure it out.

Backyard fire?

Probably not, this is the tacit understanding between him and Adelaide, and it is also the reason why he turns into a perfect boyfriend every time he faces her.

It is precisely because of her accommodating that Li Zitao wants to give her the best.

"Show your identity, demonstrate?" Maybe there is a reason for this. He just found out that Adelaide had met Garbo just now.

Hearing from her that the two chatted very well, they were about to make a blood alliance and ask for help.

"Forget it, let them go." Thinking that there was still some time, Li Zitao asked Jesse to prepare the car.

Called Bergman, who was dazed by love, and went to Hollywood together.

"I'll have someone prepare the document again, obediently sign it, and then Jesse will send you to the port." They parted from Bergman on Hollywood Boulevard.

After the affectionate kiss, Bergman waved his hands reluctantly and said, "Remember to miss me."

"Here, I miss you every day." Pointing to his heart, Li Zitao smiled and waved, the leisurely days were coming to an end again.