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

it.” She rejected

can’t afford to support me, but I can

My Mrs. Augustine?

felt her heart skip a beat. She collected the

and got out of the

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

Mrs. Samantha watching the TV

back. Hope it went well?”

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

together.”

Samantha’s face has lit

to the

headed upstairs, but had paused

BP is high, just one bite of the

enough.”

to him and shoved the ninth

know what I have Elvis.

was amused by Old Mrs Samantha’s attitude, she

you

I don’t

“Oh.”

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

licked the milk stain

look at him again,

room.

a serviette and wiped her

an old

“Grandma, who’s that man?”

Mr. Gregory Aiden, he

skipped a beat. Mr. Aiden was a world,

was familiar

name.

treating Elvis of his insomnia.

than

hence she headed

the documents on the desk

in Mr. Aiden’s hand

the desk with his hands on the

and Olive’s narrow,

a different person

him the previous night, she could

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