Chapter 8 Pushing Her to Wrestle

Gabriella and Pearl were stunned. It turned out that this man was really Olive’s gigolo.

Gabriella fell a slap in the face.

The store manager walked out of the kitchen with a cake. Elvis took the cake from him

and walked out of the shop.

Olive followed suit without bidding farewell to Gabriella.

Gabriella was astounded. She didn’t expect Olive to hire such high–quality gigolo.

“Gabriella, it looks like you really will be calling Olive Boss.” Pearl muttered in a daze.

Gabriella gouged fiercely at her with eyes. Pearl immediately laughed and said.”

Gabriella, what I mean is, Olive’s gigolo is so handsome. How much does it cost to hire

him?”

Pearls words quickly reminder her that if Olive could afford to hire him, so could she.

With this thought hovering over her mind. Gabriella became excited.

“Manager, can I please have the cake I bought. We’ll be leaving now.” Gabriella said

over the counter to the manager.

“I’m sorry young ladies. I’ll give back your money. I can even double the compensation.

I just can’t let you have the cake.”

“Why?” Gabriella and Pearl questioned in unison.

“The cake is for my dog now.” The manager responded.

“What the heck do you mean? You’re humiliating us!” Gabriella tapped the counter

angrily.

“I haven’t humiliated you guys enough. You both offended a big man. The cake is no

longer for you…”

The car arrived at the Red Villa. Elvis handed the black and gold card to Olive. “You

should have this.”

shivered. “Why is he giving me

it.” She

can’t afford to support me, but I can support you, my

My Mrs. Augustine?

She collected the card and

out of the car with

bag which she held.

Samantha watching

went well?” Old Mrs Samantha responded with a

Elvis bought a cake on our way back, come let’s eat

together.”

my. Yes please.” Old Mrs Samantha’s face has lit up, she stood

the

but had paused when his eyes fell

is high, just one bite

enough.”

Mrs Samantha paid zero attention to him and shoved

have Elvis.

amused by Old Mrs Samantha’s attitude, she chuckled and

“Do you

don’t eat

“Oh.”

on the corner of your mouth.” Elvis said to Olive. Olive stretched out

the milk stain off her

her eyes to look at him again, he had already proceeded

room.

and wiped

an

“Grandma, who’s that man?”

that’s Mr. Gregory Aiden, he comes here

Aiden was a world,

was familiar

name.

of his insomnia. It seemed that his sleep

than

was restless, hence she headed to the study

on the desk fell on the

Mr. Aiden’s hand was

stood in front of the desk with his hands on the table. Hearing the

raised his head and Olive’s

like a different

had just met him the previous night, she

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