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.”

“Why is he

want it.”

support me, but I can support you, my

My Mrs. Augustine?

a beat. She collected the card

and got out of

bag which she held. She entered

Mrs. Samantha watching the TV and greeted

Hope it went well?” Old Mrs Samantha responded with

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

together.”

Old Mrs Samantha’s face has

to the dining

He headed upstairs, but had paused when his eyes fell on Old

remember that your BP is high, just one bite

enough.”

Samantha paid zero attention to him and shoved the ninth fork into her

know what I have Elvis. The

Samantha’s attitude,

“Do you

I don’t eat sugary

“Oh.”

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

licked the milk stain

she raised her eyes to look at him again, he had already

room.

and wiped

an

“Grandma, who’s that man?”

that’s Mr. Gregory Aiden, he comes

Mr. Aiden was a world, renowned

was familiar

name.

Elvis of his insomnia. It seemed that his

than

hence she headed to

was messy, all the documents on the desk fell

Mr. Aiden’s hand

the desk with his hands on the table. Hearing the

raised his head and Olive’s narrow, deep eyes met

like a

she had just met him the previous night,

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