The Substitute Bride Doted by My Billionaire Husband

Chapter 213 He Don’t Want Her Anymore

Today was supposed to be a day of renninn, Olive didn’t expect that her grandfather would he poisoned, and the reunion would become a farewell.

All the joy that Olive exuded had instantly extinguished. Olive held the old man’s hand and her eyes. was soaked with tears.

“Grandpa, please don’t leave. Please, you’re my only relative.” Olive pleaded, and sniffed sadly.

Mr. Hart patted Olive’s hands comfortingly, and then turned to look at Patrick.

Patrick went on his knees with a thud.

“Olive is the young mistress of our family. The entire of the Hart family must obey her, including the Hart family which are in Imperial city, your second uncle, and the others. After 1 pass away, someone from the Hart family must go to the Imperial. I demand that you do not go, for you’re not very promising.” Mr. Hart stated his last wish.

Patrick had never envisioned his father’s last words to be that of condemnation of him.

Mr. Hart slowly closed his eyes, and let out a deep breathe.

Grandpa.” Olive called out as her eyes were blurred with tears.

Patrick bent his head and cried painfully on Mr. Hart’s bed.

Olive sat on the chair in the ward, her eyes were red and swollen. Mr. Hart’s departure took away her last hope in Los Angeles.

North handed a cup of warm water to Olive.

“Olive, the old man passed away peacefully. You’re allowed to mourn him. But the most important thing now is to find who poisoned and killed the old man.” North advised tenderly.

Olive raised her hand and wiped the tears off her face. She couldn’t agree less with North. She still had alot of things to do.

Olive turned to look at Patrick who was beside her. Patrick was also crying bitterly.

Why

out a breathe, and wiped his

She had never understood why Patrick didn’t love her. It turned out that she was

descendants in Imperial?”

pondered for a moment, and

know that our Hart family in Los Angeles is just a branch of the

Imperial over the past few years.

always thought that once her grandfather was awake, she would know the entire

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of individual her mother was. There seemed to be a lot

The last time I an injection,

gave him

replied. After some seconds,

suspect that Pamela poisoned

clasped her lips together and

suspicion, but certainty. Grandpa was murdered by Monica

Don’t say that!”

old man. You claim that it was Monica and Pamela that pushed my dad off the stairs ten years ago

who stood quietly

vicious humans. Now that there’s no evidence against them, they have to do is deny any

all

a wave of anger flowed across her chest. She was convinced that Pamela had seen Mr.

as Mr. Hart was dead and out of

was blind again. Blinded by his love for Monica and Pamela, and he couldn’t bring himself to believe that

worry about them.

“Stop!” Olive half-yelled sternly.

around and looked

“What’s wrong?”

up

to be kept a secret for

unbelievably. “The man is dead. What are you trying