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 giving me a

it.”

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

My Mrs. Augustine?

her heart skip a beat. She

got out of the

in her bag which she held. She

watching

went well?”

well. Elvis bought a cake on our way

together.”

face has lit

the dining

walked in. He headed upstairs, but had paused when his eyes

is high, just one

enough.”

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

Elvis. The

by Old Mrs Samantha’s attitude, she

“Do you want

don’t eat sugary

“Oh.”

of your mouth.” Elvis said to Olive.

licked the milk

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

room.

serviette and

an old

“Grandma, who’s that man?”

Gregory Aiden, he comes here once a

Mr. Aiden was a world, renowned hypnotist.

was familiar

name.

must be treating Elvis of his insomnia.

than

restless, hence she headed

the desk fell on

Aiden’s hand

of the desk with his hands on the

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

a

the previous night,

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