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

Samantha asked me to bring you a glass of smoothie. Drink

while it’s chill.”

afraid that others would see such

go of

opened the door. He glanced at

to make

at the door side, and placed the glass into Maria’s

headed back in.

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

through his laptop.

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

kept surging. making

Olive was sitting on the bed with

beautiful and demure.

laptop on the bed as

and walked to

Augustine, what are you doing? I’m reading.”

sat on the edge of the bed and held her soft little hand, placing

“Am I sick?”

when she felt his body temperature.

asked,

“What did you eat?”

at his own house. He was a

Olive asked him those words, he swiftly

Samantha almost fell

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

obviously angry.

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

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

Elvis, there’s no need to throw a

hug my grandchild as

Elvis pursed his lips.

“Grandma!”

know that I can’t raise my head

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

have any great–grandchildren!”

closed the

bed. Olive already knew

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