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

Mrs. Samantha asked me to bring you

while it’s chill.”

Elvis away, afraid that others would see such a

let go of her

door. He

to make him

the door side, and placed the glass

headed back in.

went to the bathroom and had a cold shower. Then he sat on the sofa and

through his laptop.

from his body. And his body temperature

surging. making

the bed with a

beautiful and demure.

the bed as his eyes were

stood and walked to the

are you doing? I’m reading.” Olive

and held her

“Am I sick?”

body temperature. She quickly felt

asked,

“What did you eat?”

he was at his

he swiftly stood up and opened

Madam Samantha almost

you give me?“Elvis’s expression was

obviously angry.

she has been caught. Mrs Samantha felt a little embarrassed.

pointed at Mr. Henry,

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

his legs wobbled and he stared

shock.

Samantha quickly chipped

he’s a first

moreover Elvis, there’s no need to throw a tantrum. There’s

should hug my grandchild as soon as

Elvis pursed his lips.

“Grandma!”

raise my head in front of other ladies.

their great–grandchildren are. They’re always

have any great–grandchildren!”

closed

turned around and approached the bed. Olive already knew

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