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.”

is he

don’t want it.” She rejected

afford to support me, but I can support you, my Mrs.

My Mrs. Augustine?

her heart skip a beat. She collected the card and

and got out of the car with

in her bag which she

watching the TV and greeted

you’re back. Hope it went well?” Old Mrs Samantha responded

Elvis bought a cake

together.”

Old Mrs Samantha’s face has lit

the dining

He headed upstairs, but had paused when his eyes

high, just one bite of

enough.”

to him and shoved the ninth

know what I have Elvis. The cake really is

amused by Old Mrs Samantha’s attitude, she chuckled

you want

I don’t

“Oh.”

on the corner of your mouth.” Elvis said to

milk

eyes to look at him again, he had

room.

and wiped

butler led an old man

“Grandma, who’s that man?”

he

a beat. Mr. Aiden was a world,

and was familiar

name.

of his

than she

she

the documents on the desk fell on the tiles

in Mr. Aiden’s hand

with his hands

raised his head and Olive’s narrow, deep eyes

a

him the previous

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