Chapter 4 Feed him with a spoon

Elvis’s finger halted. He stared at the Olive who had already fallen asleep.

He glanced at her neck and sighted a visible mark. Her skin was fragile.

Elvis turned around and returned to the sofa.

His sleep disorder was getting worse by the day. It definitely was not something her

silver needles could cure. However, she was skilled in medicine. Just now, he really did

take a nap on her.

Elvis gaze was focused on her slender figure on the bed. He wondered how she could

be so tiny and soft.

The following morning. Olive sat in the dining room, she was eating a pastrami

sandwich and a glass of smoothie laid on her table.

“Olly, I liked you as soon as I saw you. If ever Elvis dares to bully you, tell grandma,

grandma will help you beat him up.” Old Mrs Samantha teased with a smile on her face.

“Don’t stop Olly, drink some more smoothie.” Old Mrs Samantha beckoned.

“I will grandma.” Olive replied and drank from her glass.

“Good morning young master.” The maids voice sounded.

Elvis descended the stairs without responding to them.

Olive raised her eyes and stared at him. Elvis was clothed in a white shirt and black

trousers. Every step he took was magnetic. He was indeed alluring.

Behind him, an older nanny came down holding a piece of white beddings in her hands.

There was some blood stains on it.

She walked up to Olive and said. “Congratulations madam.”

When Olive saw it, she had questions in her mind. Because she was certain that she

and Elvis had done nothing the previous night.

her. He tucked his long hands

trousers and lowered his long body and whispered into her ears. “I did

of relief and was

he bent more further and

straightforward. Olive

was a little intimate, they were like lovebirds

Mrs Samantha immediately covered her eyes with her hands, “I saw nothing. I

You guys

slightly opened her fingers

which was a

the evil charm of a

years old. You’ve never

young. But Elvis was twenty seven years old. He

and mature.

across her body, sending cold shivers down her

eat? Here have some.” Olive

took a bite

of smoothie

butler who stood close by immediately shouted, “Young mistress, that’s

cleanliness addiction. He never shared a spoon or

had quickly left to get him a

shivered. Elvis stood up straight. His

drank half of the

surprised at Elvis’s action.

over seventy. She did like Olive.

destined for each other.

looks like my great–grandson will soon be in Olive’s

squealed like a child.

held the glass of smoothie in her hands. Contemplating whether to drink from it

not.

He looked at her with concern

Go on

it would

your meal. I’ll give

Samantha added.

ate half of her sandwich and emptied her glass. “I’m full

eat anymore.

Η

and naive look, a sweet chuckle escaped

Old Mrs Samantha asked Olive, “Olly, do you

I want to go to my

should visit your parents. Elvis,

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