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

shop along with

Gabriella, “Gabriella, you said just now that, that your half–sister,

young gigolo, how true is

course it’s true. I witnessed it myself. She was

man.”

expensive though, and Olive just

money to

that everything are in classes. Some gigolos who

dollars. But

costly though.” Gabriella

a cake.” A deep charismatic

voice was way

and Pearl turned their gazes to the direction where the voice

by the counter.

He was incredibly gorgeous.

fascinated, she quietly pulled Gabriella’s sleeve,

man just lovely?”

had never seen such a handsome man. The best combination for a

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

again. “Do you think Olive’s gigolo is

handsome as this man?”

glared at Pearl, “For

hired must be fat and ugly. If

I’ll definitely call

never believe that the gigolo Olive hired was up

man before her.

sir, the two young ladies have already bought the

early tomorrow.” The store manager apologized

cake was bought

pounded faster. She quickly stepped forward and

I can give you my cake, but you

my

Elvis, hence she didn’t hesitate to

initiative.

was young

let go of her pride like a hot

He took out his black and gold card and handed it

store manager.

to work overtime to

the card. The word ‘Augustine‘ was

was a well–known surname in

second before the