The Substitute Bride Doted by My Billionaire Husband

What? Clara was really disappointed that this ancient wedding dress couldn’t be done. “Okay, then I’ll take the measurements first.” She said and went into the inner room.

Olive stood in place, her clear eyes fixed on the fiery red wedding dress. This was originally the phoenix crown and wedding dress that the Greenland ancestors prepared for their Visionary ancestors. They are really beautiful. This is one of the prettiest wedding dresses ever that any woman will fall for when she sees it.

At this time, a person was standing behind Olive silently looking at her, who was Alex.

He saw her passionately stare at the fiery red wedding dress, and curled his thin lips.

Mr. Gonzalez returned to his office and took pen and paper to design Clara’s wedding dress. As he walked down the hallway, someone was waiting for him.

It was Alex.

Alex was dressed in black, tall and straight, his hands in his pockets, the expression on his face unrecognizable, but his deep and restrained aura made people shiver.

Mr. Gonzalez paused, asking, “Sorry, what do you want?”

Alex’s narrow, deep eyes looked at Mr. Gonzalez. He said in his deep voice, “I want to order that fiery red wedding dress.”

Mr. Gonzalez hesitated for a moment and hastily refused: “No way. We have no way of making that fiery red wedding dress…”

Before he finished speaking, Alex interrupted him: “Get ready. Today all the top embroiderers in the world will gather here to make it. Previously, your shop didn’t succeed with all its efforts, so now you will put all your efforts into rushing to sew this bright red wedding dress.”

Mr. Gonzalez froze, looking at the man in front of him in surprise. He seemed to have remembered that this man was one of Elvis’s subordinates. But why was his tone so arrogant that he wanted to gather all the top embroiderers in the world to make that wedding dress?

“Are

you… Are you joking?” Mr. Gonzalez stammered.

Alex curled his thin lips into a slight are. He didn’t answer this question but said: “Mr. Gonzalez, if you still can’t make this bright red wedding dress, then this shop is just vanity. No need to continue. You’ll know if I’m joking or not.”

Alex turned and left.

Mr. Gonzalez broke out in a cold sweat, watching in astonishment as the back of the man left. Who

was he?

robber. And Mr. Gonzalez couldn’t

designed a wedding dress for Clara, and Elvis was

Feeling bored,

with clear joints suddenly stretched out, offering

it turned out to be

eyelashes trembled. She lifted her head, and Alex’s deep narrow eyes magnified endlessly

came and gave her

Love ring and roses, but she has never

take

watched her, pursed his lips, and said. “I just

went

and turned to leave, “I don’t want it. You can give it to someone

her from behind, grabbed her slender arm, and pushed her

lipstick to her, “I don’t know what

…”This man!

tell her to put it on for

again, “No, I

and straight shadow covered her face, and then he reached out to open the lipstick box

immediately frowned, calling out his

Alex is Elvis!

real Elvis and the

her, and pushed her into a dark corner, his lips slightly curved,

him. Even without a handsome face like a statue, he still makes people blush and their

A monster indeed.

him, “Mr. Augustine, you really opened my eyes. Without looks or

put on lipstick with his eyelids down. He pressed his tall, straight body down, pinning her between his chest and the wall, raising his eyebrows with

redder because last night’s intimate image suddenly

always feels that he slept with her last night, that’s why he gave her

Hmm, this guy!