The Substitute Bride Doted by My Billionaire Husband

Chapter 3

Chapter 3 Squeeze Her Neck

A knock was heard on the door. “Young master.” Henry, the butler called from outside.

“Come in.” Elvis lightly raised his thin lips. Henry pushed open the door and walked in.

“Young master, young mistress, anything you would like me to do?”

Elvis stood beside the bed. He was wearing a simple white trousers with a black T–

shirt. One could tell the fabric was expensive, which looked like a handmade version.

They made him look tall and handsome, with a magnificent temperament.

Elvis lowered his eyes and skillfully flipped the silver button on his shirt with his fingers.

He glanced at Olive and said. “Do you wish to eat anything?”

Olive heart tensed. The marriage was planned by the older generation of the four most

powerful family in Los Angeles. The Augustines. The Blues. The Heavens and The

Dominos.

Elvis, the young master of the Augustine’s family, ruled the country with the dominant

place. He was the youngest and the most Handsome of business leaders. However, he

stayed anonymous and no one knew what he truly looked like.

The Red Villa was situated in a remote location. At first glance, one would think that

they weren’t a wealthy family.

Monica’s biggest wish was to marry both her daughters into the four major families in

Los Angeles. With the news of the son of the Augustine’s family being sick, Monica

really wanted to go against the contract by not giving any of her daughter to the

marriage.

But Patrick Hart was a feudal and filial person and was unwilling to violate the marriage

made by

had then thought of Olive, so she brought her back as the

prior understanding, the man she was being married to was nothing

at this moment, she was

arrogant

worship.

this moment, the man suddenly put

on the table. He narrowed his handsome eyes and

became that of fright, he said hastily,

doctor now!”

eyes moved down. The hands that were

bruising, like a sign

Is he sick?

He turned abruptly and said to the butler,

couldn’t leave at the moment. She had

hold of the identity as

Elvis fixedly, “You’re sick, what is it?

I can

“Get out! Elvis growled.

only did Olive not get away, she even walked closer to him.

Poria cocos, and gastrodia elata. If my guess is

you have insomnia.”

Olive

fell on Elvis’s handsome face, “What’s the extent of your

sleep disorder progresses, it will seriously

should rest and relax.”

corners of Elvis’s long and narrow eyes grew

and grabbed Olive’s neck.

was very delicate. As long as he continued choking her,

dead in

master please let go of her!”

was getting thinner

pulled out a silver needle from

let go and

Elvis’s hand

breath. The man in front of her was way too

him from an elegant and noble man

this stage, she had no choice but surge ahead. She moved behind lum Then,

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