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 the

thought of Olive, so she brought her

Olive’s prior understanding, the man she was being

about, but at this moment, she

of her was arrogant and condescending.

worship.

but at this

He narrowed his handsome eyes

became that of fright, he said hastily, “Young

doctor now!”

down. The hands that were

bruising, like a sign of

Is he sick?

and said to the butler, “Get her out

moment. She had left

of the identity as the bride

is it? I know a little about medicines

can treat

“Get out! Elvis growled.

even walked closer to him. “I

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

you have insomnia.”

at Olive in shock, “Young

on Elvis’s handsome face, “What’s the

progresses, it will seriously

should rest and relax.”

long and narrow eyes grew redder and gloomier.

and grabbed Olive’s neck.

As long as he continued choking her, she was bound

dead in no

please let go of her!” The butler

she could breath was getting thinner and thinner. Olive’s

a silver needle from

go and

Elvis’s hand

front of

from an elegant and noble man into a monster at any

but surge ahead.

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