The Substitute Bride Doted by My Billionaire Husband

Chapter 7 Feeding You, My Mrs. Augustine.

His gaze on her lips was already hinting on something. He implied that the best way to

thank a man was to blow a kiss.

Olive heart skipped a beat. Her earlobe had already turned red. “I don’t understand.”

She turned and focused her gaze on the scenery outside the window in a bid to ignore

him.

Elvis looked at her and knew she was avoiding him. She had a smart, agile and

independent personality.

The car halted at the traffic light. Olive sighted the most famous cake shop in Los

Angeles.

“Want some cakes?” Elvis’s low pitched voice sounded in her ear.

Her eyes revealed a bit of sentimentality, she said softly. “My mother used to take me to

there to buy cakes.”

Elvis turned the steering and stopped on the side of the road. “If you want some. Let’s

go get it.”

The cake shop was a big time brand in Los Angeles. It was especially popular in the

circle of celebrities. It was sold in limited quantities each day.

Olive had had a liking for cakes since she was a child. Her mother frequent brought her

here to purchase them. It was the best time in her memory.

It’s been ten years since Olive had been here. Her eyes itched and tears had welled up

in it. She didn’t want Elvis to see her cry, so she said to him. “Ill be at the washroom.”

Elvis stared at her as she exited the car. He had just seen her cry. She was still very

tender at heart.

He opened the car door and walked into the cake’s shop. Coincidentally, Gabriella was

cake shop along with

just now that, that

young gigolo, how true is

course it’s true. I witnessed it myself. She was dropped off by

man.”

is quite expensive though, and Olive just

did she get the money to hire one from?” Pearl questioned

are in classes. Some

may earn about a thousand dollars. But those who

costly though.”

need a cake.” A deep charismatic

was

and Pearl turned their gazes to

was standing by the counter. He was

He was incredibly gorgeous.

quietly

man just lovely?”

seen such a handsome man. The best combination for a man

wealth. But Elvis’s elegance made him

racing. Pearl whispered again. “Do you think Olive’s gigolo

handsome as this man?”

nonsense are you talking about!” Gabriella glared

gigolo she hired must be fat and ugly. If she ever afford

definitely call

that the gigolo Olive hired was up to

man before her.

sorry sir, the two young ladies have already

early tomorrow.” The store manager apologized

last cake was bought

faster. She quickly stepped forward and looked ecstatically

wanna buy a cake? I can give you my cake, but you have to

on my social

had already fallen in love with Elvis, hence she didn’t

initiative.

girl. She was young and

Elvis, she had let go of her pride like

her. He took out his

the store manager. “Then

to work overtime to

manager glanced at the card. The word ‘Augustine‘

well–known surname in Los

before the manager could guess the identity