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 the older

then thought of Olive, so she brought her back

man she was being married

at this moment, she was

her was arrogant

worship.

at this

on the table. He narrowed

he said hastily, “Young master,

doctor now!”

that were propped

like a sign of

Is he sick?

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

she couldn’t leave at the moment. She had left the

to take hold of the identity as the bride of

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

can treat

“Get out! Elvis growled.

away, she even walked closer to him. “I smell

such as Lily Poria cocos, and gastrodia elata.

you have insomnia.”

butler stared at Olive in

on Elvis’s handsome face, “What’s

progresses, it will

should rest and relax.”

eyes

and grabbed Olive’s neck.

neck was very delicate. As long as he continued

in

master please let go of her!”

she could breath was getting thinner

out a silver needle from

let go and

Elvis’s hand

in front of her was way too dangerous. Just

and noble man into a monster at

she had no choice but surge

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