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.

knock was heard on the door. Chef Maria said from

Mrs. Samantha asked me to

while it’s chill.”

pushed Elvis away, afraid that others

go of

He

really liked to make him

the door side, and placed

headed back in.

cold shower. Then he sat on the

through his laptop.

the heat emanating from his body. And his body temperature rose

kept surging. making him

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

beautiful and demure.

the bed as his eyes were

stood and walked

you

the bed and held her soft little hand, placing it on

“Am I sick?”

when she felt his body temperature. She

asked,

“What did you eat?”

he was at his own house. He was

him those words, he swiftly stood up and opened

almost

give me?“Elvis’s expression was not so good. He

obviously angry.

been caught. Mrs

pointed at Mr. Henry,

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

frightened that his legs wobbled and

shock.

quickly chipped

are bold, but since he’s a first time offender, just forgive

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

should hug my grandchild as soon as

Elvis pursed his lips.

“Grandma!”

know that I can’t raise my head in front

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

have any great–grandchildren!”

immediately closed the

the bed. Olive already knew what

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