The Substitute Bride Doted by My Billionaire Husband

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

she

Pamela had carefully prepared for this day, now before Elvis,

nervous.

than Olive. I’ll be more pleasing than her. Just let me be your woman.” Pamela pleaded

gazed at her from her

“Have you showered?”

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 them unworthy of

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

overjoyed. She nodded

“Yes, I’ve showered.”

you despotten, my big

Since you’re short of men, do you want

as she heard his

and his

as hers, you skin doesn’t glow as Olive’s, and your figure isn’t as beautiful as hers. You stand here wearing a cheap artificial perfume, and

point only wished for the ground to open up and swallow her. She was embarrassed

the extreme

didn’t spare her another glance as he

that Elvis said was the truth. Pamela was inferior to Olive in every way possible. The suspender. nightdress that Pamela wore wasn’t as beautiful on her, as it

with great taste.

had taken her time to dress up

slowly clenched into a fist. Pamela gritted her teeth

saved you, now I want you

Elvis stopped on his track

and

for me to sleep with you, is that your third