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.

plan. She wanted to seduce him

her chance, and she was bound

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

nervous.

Olive. I’ll be more pleasing than

didn’t flinch. His deep eyes focused on Pamela, and he gazed at her from her

“Have you showered?”

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

now, he looked at her with such frivolous eyes and asked

was overjoyed.

“Yes, I’ve showered.”

you despotten, my

short of men, do you want me to call

froze, as she

two steps forward, and his low

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

wished for the ground to open up and swallow her.

the extreme

her another glance

Pamela was inferior to Olive in every way possible. The suspender. nightdress that Pamela wore wasn’t

was a man with great taste.

taken her time to dress

into a fist. Pamela gritted her teeth and looked at

saved you, now I want you to

Elvis stopped on his track when

turned around and looked at

me to sleep with you, is that your third request? I won’t

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