Chapter 29 Fake Plays

He grabbed her little tail. Olive blushed and quickly struggled,

“What are you doing? Let go.”

Elvis didn’t let go, he tugged on her tail and asked,

“New interest?”

Olive was stunned, she felt it was abnormal. Out of all the sexy night dresses, how

could this particular one be interesting to him.

Olive reached out and pushed him.

“Mr. Augustine, you’re so shameless!”

Elvis held onto her little tail and furrowed his brows,

“How am I shameless?”

“You prepared this pyjamas and the night dresses in the closet, aren’t you shameless

enough?”

Elvis glanced at the closet door and said,

“I didn’t prepare the clothes in there. Grandma did.”

Grandma?

Olive was dumfounded.

Elvis looked at Phoebe,

“Is she still good?”

Olive tried her best to pull back her little tail.

Phoebe is very good.”

“Then why are you not good?”

“What does he mean, am I also a kitten?” Olive thought inwardly.

Now that her tail was still in his hands, his frivolous and slow attitude was a little

bullying, as if she was a kitten to

him.

heard on the door. Chef Maria said from

Mrs. Samantha asked me to bring you a

while it’s chill.”

away, afraid that others

go of her

He glanced at the drink in her

to make

the smoothie at the door side,

headed back in.

and had a cold

through his laptop.

the heat emanating from his body.

surging.

was sitting on the bed

beautiful and demure.

the laptop on the bed

walked

Augustine, what are you doing? I’m

bed and held her soft little hand, placing it on

“Am I sick?”

was startled when she felt his body temperature. She quickly felt his pulse

asked,

“What did you eat?”

guessed it, but he was at his own house. He was a little

words, he

almost fell to the

you give me?“Elvis’s expression was

obviously angry.

been caught. Mrs Samantha felt a little embarrassed.

pointed at Mr. Henry,

was him.

frightened that his legs wobbled

shock.

Samantha quickly

since he’s a first time offender, just forgive

no need to throw a tantrum. There’s

hug my grandchild as soon as

Elvis pursed his lips.

“Grandma!”

I can’t raise my

cute their great–grandchildren are.

have any great–grandchildren!”

immediately closed

approached the bed. Olive

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