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

by

Olive, so she brought her back

man she was being

about, but at this

arrogant and condescending. People could not help

worship.

say something, but at this

narrowed his

expression became that of fright, he

doctor now!”

that were propped

bruising, like a sign

Is he sick?

eyes met hus. He turned abruptly and said to the butler, “Get her out

at the moment. She

take hold of the identity as the bride

what is it? I know a

I can treat

“Get out! Elvis growled.

even walked closer to him.

as Lily Poria cocos, and gastrodia

you have insomnia.”

at Olive in

on Elvis’s handsome face, “What’s the

sleep disorder progresses, it will seriously affect a person’s mental

should rest and relax.”

narrow eyes grew redder and gloomier. He reached

and grabbed Olive’s neck.

very delicate. As long as he continued choking

in

master please let go of her!” The

that she could breath was getting thinner and

out a silver needle

let go and sat on the

Elvis’s hand

of her was way too

turn him from an elegant and noble man into a monster

but surge ahead.

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