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.

her last plan. She wanted to seduce him and beccine his

and she was bound to not miss

carefully prepared for this day, now

nervous.

Augustine, I’m not worse than Olive. I’ll be more pleasing than

eyes focused on Pamela, and he gazed at 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 the perfect

now, he looked

overjoyed. She nodded

“Yes, I’ve showered.”

Pace you despotten,

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

as she heard

and his

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

point only wished for the ground to open up

the extreme

didn’t spare her another glance as

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

a man with great taste. And

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

fist. Pamela gritted her teeth and looked

want

stopped on his track when he heard

around and looked

you, is that your third request? I won’t do it! I’m not

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