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

she was bound to not miss

this

nervous.

I’m not worse than Olive. I’ll be more pleasing than her. Just let me be

gazed at her from her head down to her toe, and then

“Have you showered?”

first time 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

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

overjoyed.

“Yes, I’ve showered.”

Pace you despotten, my

of a man. Since you’re short of men, do you want me to call some

instantly froze, as she heard his

took two steps forward, and his low voice

with Olive? Your face isn’t even as beautiful as hers, you skin doesn’t glow as Olive’s, and your figure

point only wished for the ground to open up and swallow

the extreme

her another glance as he

way possible. The

taste. And Pamela couldn’t ever be his

had gone cold. She had taken her time to dress up just

into a fist. Pamela gritted her teeth and looked

now I want you to

stopped on his track

and looked

sleep with you, is that your

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