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

of Olive, so she brought her back as the

prior understanding, the man she was being married to

but at this moment, she was

of her was arrogant and condescending. People could

worship.

something, but at this moment, the

table. He narrowed his handsome eyes and

he said hastily, “Young master,

doctor now!”

down. The hands that were propped up in the table

bruising, like a

Is he sick?

hus. He turned abruptly and said to the

the moment. She had left the Hart’s

and needed to take hold of the identity as the bride

Elvis fixedly, “You’re sick, what is

I can

“Get out! Elvis growled.

away, she even walked closer to him. “I

such as Lily Poria cocos, and gastrodia elata. If my guess is

you have insomnia.”

stared at Olive

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

disorder progresses, it will seriously

should rest and relax.”

narrow eyes grew redder and

and grabbed Olive’s neck.

was very delicate. As long as he continued

dead in no

go

was getting thinner and thinner. Olive’s

out a silver needle from her hair and

let go and sat on the

Elvis’s hand

for breath. The man in front of her was way too dangerous.

elegant and noble man into

choice but surge ahead. She moved behind lum

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