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

along with her best friend

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

how

I witnessed it myself. She

man.”

expensive though,

the money to hire one from?” Pearl

do know that everything are in classes. Some gigolos who

may earn about a thousand dollars. But those

though.” Gabriella

a cake.” A deep

was way

to the direction where

the counter.

He was incredibly gorgeous.

already fascinated, she quietly pulled Gabriella’s sleeve,

man just lovely?”

handsome man. The best

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

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

handsome as this man?”

are you talking about!” Gabriella glared at Pearl, “For

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

I’ll definitely call her

Olive hired was up to the standard of

man before her.

young ladies have

You can come back early tomorrow.” The store manager apologized

was bought by

pounded faster. She quickly

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

my

love with Elvis,

initiative.

high level girl. She was young and beautiful, and there were lots of

after her. But with Elvis, she had let go of her pride like a hot

attention to her. He took out his

the store manager.

to work overtime to make me

manager glanced at the card. The word

was a well–known

another second before the manager could guess the identity