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

the cake shop along with

just

young gigolo, how

“Of course it’s true. I witnessed

man.”

expensive though, and Olive just returned from

the money to hire one

do know that everything are in classes. Some gigolos who are handsome

thousand dollars. But those who aren’t,

costly though.” Gabriella

A deep charismatic

was way too

Pearl turned their gazes to the direction

by the counter. He was tall and very

He was incredibly gorgeous.

quietly pulled Gabriella’s

man just lovely?”

man.

be power and wealth. But Elvis’s elegance made him

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

handsome as this man?”

about!” Gabriella glared at Pearl, “For a

must be fat and ugly.

I’ll definitely call her

believe that the gigolo Olive hired was up to

man before her.

sorry sir, the two young ladies have

can come back early tomorrow.” The store manager

last cake was bought by

pounded faster. She quickly stepped forward and

cake? I can give you my cake, but

my

in love with Elvis, hence she

initiative.

girl. She was young and

had let go

paid zero attention to her. He took out his black and

store manager. “Then

to work overtime to make

store manager glanced at the card. The

was a well–known surname in

second before the manager