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.

was heard 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

go

door. He glanced at the drink in

to make

the door side,

headed back in.

a cold shower. Then he

through his laptop.

heat emanating from his body. And his

heat kept surging. making

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

beautiful and demure.

placed the laptop on the

stood and walked to

you

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

“Am I sick?”

felt his body temperature.

asked,

“What did you eat?”

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

those words, he swiftly

Madam Samantha almost fell to

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

obviously angry.

has been caught. Mrs Samantha

pointed at Mr. Henry,

did it. it was him.

legs

shock.

quickly chipped

since he’s a

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

my grandchild

Elvis pursed his lips.

“Grandma!”

I can’t raise my head in front of

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

have any great–grandchildren!”

closed

the bed. Olive already knew

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