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 as the

Olive’s prior understanding, the man she was

about, but at this

her was arrogant and condescending. People could

worship.

this moment, the man suddenly

table. He narrowed his handsome eyes

of fright, he said

doctor now!”

bright eyes moved down. The hands that were propped up

bruising, like a

Is he sick?

turned abruptly and said to the butler, “Get her out

at the moment. She had left the

needed to take hold of the identity as

what is

I can

“Get out! Elvis growled.

get away, she even walked closer to

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

you have insomnia.”

at Olive

fell on Elvis’s handsome face, “What’s

disorder progresses, it will seriously

should rest and relax.”

eyes grew redder and gloomier.

and grabbed Olive’s neck.

As long as he continued choking

dead in

let go

could breath was getting thinner and thinner. Olive’s

quickly pulled out a silver needle from

go and sat

Elvis’s hand

The man in front of her

could turn him from an elegant and noble man into a

no choice but surge ahead. She moved behind

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