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.

on the door. Chef Maria said from

Old Mrs. Samantha asked me to

while it’s chill.”

that others would see such a

go of her

walked over and opened the door. He glanced at the

really liked to make him

smoothie at the door side, and

headed back in.

to the bathroom and had a cold shower. Then

through his laptop.

felt the heat emanating from his body. And his

kept surging. making him

was sitting on the bed with a medical

beautiful and demure.

the laptop on the bed as his

stood and walked to

are you doing?

held

“Am I sick?”

his body temperature. She quickly felt his pulse

asked,

“What did you eat?”

was at his own house. He

Olive asked him those words, he swiftly stood

Samantha almost fell to the

expression was not so good.

obviously angry.

Mrs Samantha

pointed at Mr. Henry,

who did it. it was him. There was a little tonic in your

legs wobbled and he stared at

shock.

quickly chipped

bold, but since he’s a

there’s no need to throw a tantrum. There’s nothing wrong

my grandchild

Elvis pursed his lips.

“Grandma!”

raise my head in front

how cute their great–grandchildren are. They’re

have any great–grandchildren!”

closed the

turned around and approached the bed. Olive already knew what was going

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