Chapter 11 Pole Dancing

Elvis stared at Harry.“If you dare touch her. I’ll chop off your fingers. You better sit back.”

“Why so?” Harry questioned angrily.

Raven’s lips arched in a chuckle. Harry furiously sat back. He had great respect for

Elvis, and wouldn’t dare go against him.

Olive was here for the appointment. And of course, Monica was there with her as well.

She wanted making sure that it wasn’t a repeat of the last incident.

Mr Ronald had arrived a little late. Immediately Monica sighted him she quickly

apologized, “Mr Ronald, Olive was so wrong the previous time. I brought her here to

apologize to you.”

President Ronald snorted coldly. “She almost killed me the last time. Do you think a

simple apology could mend the damages that she caused?”

On that day, the wolf dog had licked him. Those sharp teeth almost bit his sacred place.

President Ronald was scared to the

bone.

Whenever he reminisced on that day’s event, all he wanted doing was to strangle Olive

to death.

“Mr. Ronald, how else do you want us to apologize to you?” Monica questioned calmly.

“The apology is too insincere. Let Olive drink from these bottles first.”

Just as Monica was about consenting. Olive said. “I don’t know how to drink. Whoever

agrees to drink, can go ahead and drink.”

“What!” Monica was about going losing it but she restrained herself, and smiled instead,

“Mr. Ronald, why don’t you change it to a more appealing apology.”

eyes quickly

body.

let Olive come on stage and dance me a pole dance. That way, I’ll

that transpired that day.”

Pole dancing?

perfect offer to

suitable.

come to apologize, you have to show

but you have to go on stage and dance.” Monica stated

malicious smile.

pole dancing implied. But she smiled and

dance.”

up and walked into

blared loudly. Olive was clothed in a white dress. Her svelte white

held the steel pole.

pack with people. All

swaying

and

dancing and had fallen to the ground. The

the crowd cheered relentlessly.

one that they had never

their table. Mr Ronald was driveling. “Olive, I really didn’t

perfect. I’ve forgotten about

me to the room. Let’s discuss about the Hart’s

dripped of sweat.

can lead the way.” Monica’s eye’s were

to still

the pole dancing as

Olive to take

in Monica’s memory that

been intelligent since was a child. At that time, Olive

classes. Although Pamela practiced hard each

was able to dance comfortably on

Olive was raised in the

dancing. But her disappointments

glared at Olive and her urge to

definitely not let her escape

“Bro! Your lady is

afraid no other

Land can compete

lips arched in a smile. “The Hart’s family are really

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