Chapter 5 Give Her To Another Man

Elvis had scented all kinds of perfumes on women. The smell of artificial spices left him

disgusted.

But Olive scented really good.

Elvis unfastened her seat belt and asked in a low voice, “What perfume did you

sprinkle?”

Olive shook her head, “I didn’t use any perfume.“

“Then why do you scent so good?” Elvis looked up, but he was stunned for a second.

His lips had gently touched her round. reddish lips.

Olive’s body trembled. It was first kiss!

Elvis backed away. He glanced at her red lips and said. “I’m sorry, but I should let you

kiss me back.”

Olive looked at him. “Definitely not!”

A magnetic and pleasant laughter rolled out of his throat.

Olive opened the passenger door, “I’ll go ahead.”

“My name is Elvis Augustine.”

Olive nodded. At the moment, she really didn’t care about his name. She just wanted to

see her grandfather.

“Thank you Mr. Augustine. I’ll go ahead. Olive waved her small hand to Elvis from

outside the car.”

Olive was wearing a red crop top. When she was waved her hand, the top jumped up.

revealing her small waist.

“I have a meeting later. I’ll pick you up, once I’m done.”

“No need…” Olive muttered, but Elvis had already sped off.

Gabriella stood by her window side and watched Olive. She shook her head

disappointedly. “Olive just got married last night. and today she’s already hooked up

with another man.”

car had caught her attention. How could

up with drive such?

she had indeed thought wrong.

again, but the car

She let out

ago? I

point of getting a

A young gigolo?”

“Elvis Augustine?

appeared in Olive’s

mature and restrained style.

him.” Olive bypassed Gabriella and went

bed. He had been in coma for over

mother, Old Mr.

loved Olive.

when she was just nine,

One day, she woke to finding

staircase, and Old Mr. Hart had already rolled

of blood. At the time, her father, Patrick and servants

and no matter how she claimed that she had nothing to

seemed to believe her.

had found a fortune teller. The fortune teller claimed

had sent her to orphanage. And hadn’t cared about

since then.

mother’s death that Olive

And she had given birth

even older than

checked old Mr. Hart’s pulse, then took out a silver needed and stabbed

arm.

putting away the needles, Olive covered the old man with

don’t worry, I’ll definitely cure you,

In the kitchen.

the oven, she wore a thick

Olive was

Olive’s gigolor”

Gabriella, “Olive

How shameless of her!”

inquired when the

was done and needed

replied and took out the tray

did I just hear you

cabinet, she

the white breakable

held.

a substance from her pocket. She unwrapped it and sprinkled

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