The Substitute Bride Doted by My Billionaire Husband

Chapter 8

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

don’t want it.”

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

My Mrs. Augustine?

She collected the card and quickly

of the car

carefully placed the card in her bag which she held. She entered

sighted old Mrs. Samantha watching the

Hope it went well?”

bought a cake on our way back,

together.”

Mrs Samantha’s face

to the dining

had paused when his

remember that your BP is high, just one bite of the

enough.”

Samantha paid zero attention to him and

Elvis. The

by Old Mrs Samantha’s attitude, she

“Do you want

thanks. I don’t eat sugary

“Oh.”

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

the milk

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

room.

and wiped

butler led an old

“Grandma, who’s that man?”

Aiden, he comes here once

beat. Mr. Aiden

and was familiar

name.

Elvis of his insomnia. It seemed that

than

hence she

all the documents on the desk fell on the

Aiden’s

with his hands on the table. Hearing the door

his head and

a

him the

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