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.

me to bring you a glass

while it’s chill.”

that others would see

go of

over and opened the door. He glanced at the drink in her

liked to

the smoothie at the door side,

headed back in.

had a cold shower. Then

through his laptop.

felt the heat emanating from his body. And his

kept surging.

up. Olive was sitting on the bed with a medical book

beautiful and demure.

the laptop on the bed as

and walked to

you doing? I’m reading.”

the bed and held her soft little hand, placing it

“Am I sick?”

his body temperature. She quickly felt

asked,

“What did you eat?”

it, but he was at his own house. He was

asked him those words, he swiftly stood

Samantha almost fell to the

what did you give me?“Elvis’s expression was not

obviously angry.

that she has been caught. Mrs

pointed at Mr. Henry,

him. There was

that his legs wobbled

shock.

Samantha quickly chipped

bold, but since he’s a first

there’s no need to throw

should hug my grandchild as

Elvis pursed his lips.

“Grandma!”

know that I can’t raise my head in front of other

off how cute their great–grandchildren are. They’re always bullying me.

have any great–grandchildren!”

closed

turned around and approached the bed. Olive already knew

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