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.”

“Why is he giving me a

it.” She rejected

me, but I can support you, my Mrs.

My Mrs. Augustine?

She collected

and got out of

placed the card in her bag which she held.

Mrs. Samantha watching the TV and greeted

went well?” Old Mrs

grandma. it went well. Elvis bought a cake on our way back, come let’s

together.”

face has

the

had paused

your BP is high, just

enough.”

attention to him and shoved the ninth fork into her

what I have Elvis. The

Mrs Samantha’s attitude,

you

thanks. I don’t

“Oh.”

of your mouth.” Elvis said

milk stain off her

him again,

room.

took a serviette and wiped her

led an old

“Grandma, who’s that man?”

that’s Mr. Gregory Aiden, he comes here once

heart skipped a beat. Mr. Aiden was a world, renowned

and was familiar

name.

his insomnia.

serious than she

she headed to the

study was messy, all the documents on the desk fell on the tiles

in Mr. Aiden’s

desk with his hands on the table. Hearing the

Elvis raised his head and

like a

him the previous night, she

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