The Substitute Bride Doted by My Billionaire Husband

Chapter 513 His game has just begun
Olive directly refused.
Elvis’ handsome eyes darkened in an instant, the depths of his eyes were like two small abysses that anyone careless would fall into.
Olive looked at him fearlessly, calmly said: “President Augustine, let’s play pool. Even though you’re at the top right now, I still have a chance to turn defeat into victory, right?”
At this point, Olive looked at the billiard game in front of her with clear eyes, showing a determined killing intent, saying. “Twill definitely win.”
Elvis now looks at Olive. Three years later, she wore a sleeveless black dress, calmly played billiards in front of him, even more charming.
“Okay, I’ll wait for you to win.” Elvis whispered.
Olive lowered her waist. She aimed the billiard cue at a black ball in front of her, and then attacked with precision.
With a bang, the black ball smashed into all the balls around her, which was Elvis’s siege.
Whispers sounded.
Everyone in the room was stunned. Even the manager of the Emperor Clubhouse couldn’t help but exclaim. “Tull bar! A good shot. A really good shot. Perfect!”
Olive actually hit a full bar, shocking the audience.
When the manager praised her, he felt that the atmosphere wasn’t good. Why were these bosses all looking at him?
That’s right, if Clive wins this round, then Elvis…loses!

Olive single handedly beat all these business giants, like this black ball killing in every direction… How could these business tycoons he so embarrassed?
The bosses looked at Olive, a glint of deep amazement in their eyes. In fact, there are many beautiful girls, but there are too few capable and interesting girls who can play games with men. Olive is like a stunner.
Now the atmosphere in the billiard room became very tactful, and everyone carefully looked at Elvis’s face.
Olive won. She put looked at Elvis, saying. “President Augustine, I won, so by
the billiards stick back, then
agreement, I can go now. Bye everyone.”
Olive turned and left directly.
Elvis didn’t move. He just stood there watching Olive’s slim figure disappear from view. A few seconds later, he raised his finger to tear off a button of his black shirt. After his throat rolled up and down twice, he left too on his long legs.
The two left one by one. Everyone could smell an anomaly. If they weren’t mistaken, Elvis’ narrowed eyes just now seemed to be filled with a little red blood, making people shiver.
Now Hazel has run out. She is now Elvis’s new mistress, how can she give him to someone else? She grabbed Elvis in the hallway, pouting her red lips in a seductive manner, “President Augustine, where are you going? Didn’t you bring me here to play?”
Elvis looked at Hazel pretending to be seductive, all the patience he had left just now exhausted. Hazel made him want to vomit.
Three long years without Olive, only he knows, he has gradually forgotten her.
When she wasn’t around, he felt that these busy women around him were all bearable, at least not going to make
him sick.
But now Olive has returned without any warning. Her beautiful face, like a combination of purity and charan, ber slim and radiant demeanor, and even a bit of amorous affection would make people fall in love.
Compared to her, the women around him were simply unbearably vulgar. Now that Elvis could clearly see the foundation on Hazel’s face. It didn’t look like Olive’s milky skin at all, without any vulgar makeup. And Olive wouldn’t pretend to be as glamorous as Hazel in front of him. She is very gentle, her voice is soft, her body is soft and fragrant.
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The Subatime Bride Tinted by My Bilamaire Husband
It’s so strange. When Olive wasn’t around, he thought everything was fine, but now that Olive appeared, he was heartbroken.
Elvis was confused inside, but there was no emotion on his handsome face. He had reached the age where he couldn’t show himself, so he glanced briefly at Hazel’s hand, his handsome eyelids lowered, “Move your hand.”
Hazel’s hand was pulling his sleeve.
Hazel had seen Elvis’ indifference and impatience towards her. She found it really strange. When Olive was there, Elvis treated her like heaven. Now that Olive is gone, his treatment is gone, too.
Hazel quickly withdrew her hand. She didn’t dare offend Elvis, but she also didn’t want to give up. She walked over and rubbed Elvis body, the thing she was most satisfied with were her breasts. “Mr. Augustine, what’s wrong, you don’t like Hazel?-”
Elvis was no stranger to such temptation before, so he naturally knew Hazel’s intentions. He lowered his eyes and glanced at Hazel’s deliberately lowered neckline, showing no sexual interest.