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

asked me to bring you

while it’s chill.”

pushed Elvis away, afraid that others would

go

door. He glanced at the drink

to

door side, and placed

headed back in.

had a cold shower. Then

through his laptop.

heat emanating from his body. And

kept surging. making him

the bed

beautiful and demure.

placed the laptop on the bed as his eyes

and walked

you

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

“Am I sick?”

startled when she felt his body temperature.

asked,

“What did you eat?”

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

him those words, he swiftly stood up and opened

Madam Samantha almost fell to the

give me?“Elvis’s expression was not

obviously angry.

caught. Mrs Samantha felt a little embarrassed.

pointed at Mr. Henry,

him. There was

frightened that his legs wobbled

shock.

Samantha quickly chipped

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

no need to throw a tantrum.

should hug my

Elvis pursed his lips.

“Grandma!”

know that I can’t raise my head in front of other ladies.

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

have any great–grandchildren!”

immediately closed the

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

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