The Substitute Bride Doted by My Billionaire Husband

Chapter 216

Chapter 216 Have you forgotten, my big brother?

Elvis had received the message from Pamela and quickly rushed over. Pamela led him to the room, and Elvis quickly glared at her.

“I didn’t hurt Olive. She’s in the next room.” Pamela had muttered.

Elvis stared coldly at her, and his thin lips threatened,

“You better not touch a single hair on her body, else, the entire Hart family would be buried. alongside with you.”

Elvis turned and made for the door.

Pamela was extremely jealous. She was so fascinated by Elvis, but his eyes were on Olive.

“Mr. Augustine, don’t go!” Pamela rushed over and hugged Elvis’s waist from behind.

Elvis paused and commanded,

“Leg go!”

“Mr. Augustine, why are you being so ruthless to me? It’s obvious that I met you first. Take a closer look at me, I’m no worse than Olive.”

Pamela released her grip on Elvis and walked in front of him. She raised her hand and took off her coat, revealing her suspender nightdress.

Olive suddenly appeared on Elvis’s mind. He remembered when she had taken her bath at the villa and the room had become filled with her sweet fragrance. The suspender nightdress that she wore had perfectly complemented her curves.

Pamela was wearing the exact nightdress as Olive. Pamela had been imitating Olive since she was a child. But no matter how much she tried, she couldn’t he Olive.

last plan. She wanted to seduce him and beccine

was her chance, and she was bound to not

though Pamela had carefully prepared for this

nervous.

Olive. I’ll be more pleasing

he gazed at her from

“Have you showered?”

of Pamela being scrutinized by Elvis. Elvis’s aura was so powerful that he made everyone hastily how before him. He was the pinnacle of men. He was blessed with wealth and power, such that it made people feel ashamed. Even the perfect woman seemed to be unconfident before him, afraid that they had some flaws which made

look at Pamela for more than a second, but now, he looked at her with such frivolous eyes and

overjoyed. She

“Yes, I’ve showered.”

you despotten, my

of men, do you want me to call some men

as she

forward, and his low voice contained

glow as Olive’s, and your figure isn’t as beautiful as hers. You stand here wearing a cheap artificial perfume, and you dare to compare yourself

to open up

the extreme

spare her another glance as he headed

every way possible. The suspender. nightdress that Pamela wore wasn’t as

great taste. And

taken her

hand slowly clenched into a fist. Pamela gritted her

I want you to fulfill my third

enough, Elvis stopped on his

turned around and looked

your third request? I won’t do

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