The Substitute Bride Doted by My Billionaire Husband

Chapter 191 Elvis galloped away.

Elvis felt extremely proud. His Olive was amazing!

Elvis grabbed his phone from pocket and dailed Olive’s number. While the call was yet to be connected. Elvis looked sideways through the bright glass window, he sighted a large number of people walking out of the Ivory Council.

Dean Sebastian and Marvin were walking together. The said nothing to each other, as they didn’t know what to discuss, being that they were both national academicians and had unparalleled medical talents.

Everyone was chitchatting happily. Director Hudson who was always strict, could only lay down his armour of discipline, and join the students to chitchat and laugh.

Elvis watched quietly from the car. The students of the Ivory Council were really happy and in high spirit.

Olive was being supported by Divine. Infact, Olive didn’t want to attend the dinner party.

“Divine, you can go ahead for the dinner. I’ll be heading home, I’m certain that my husband will be here to pick me up soon.”

“No!” Divine pulled Olive’s hand tightly.” Olive, it’s your night, everyone is happy because of you. Why do you wanna leave?”

“It’s…” Olive made to say something, but the phone in her bag rang. She quickly took out her phone and it was Elvis calling.

Olive swiped the screen and the call connected.

“Hello, Mr. Augustine.” Olive muttered with a smile.

Elvis focused his gaze at Olive through the glass window. He congratulated in a low voice,

“Mrs. Augustine, congratulations.”

Olive held tighter to the phone and replied with a shy smile,

“Thank you.”

are you now?” She

say another

Can you please allow Olive to come along? She’ll be

hastily covered Divine’s mouth with her

Sebastian and hid. She stuck out her face from dean Sebastian’s back and winked playfully at

figure suddenly appeared before her, blocking her path. Olive stumbled, and

on her forehead, as

are you alright?

in the car watched the scene calmly. His sharp–boned finger quickly curled up, clenching the phone in his hand. Elvis’s thin lips pursed into a

eyes landed on Marvin’s

took two steps backwards and avoided Marvin’s hand. She rubbed

it doesn’t

hand and lowered his

“Sorry, okay?”

ran over

always revolve around Mr. Augustine. You should

dinner party?”

for Olive’s response. Olive felt embarrassed.

Augustine, can I please attend the dinner party,

saw that Olive was in a dilemma and his response was needed as soon as

some documents to work on in

hooked her

“Thank you, Mr. Augustine.”

phone back into her pocket. Elvis sat in the car

girls rushed over and stared at

girl Olive and academician Marvin, could you come together so we can take a

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