The Substitute Bride Doted by My Billionaire Husband

Naomi’s twentieth birthday was in two days. They wanted Elvis to throw a sensational birthday party for Naomi.

“Sir, you can’t promise them anymore, so hurry up and disappoint them!” the maid muttered inwardly.

Elvis’s face was emotionless. He nodded, and said, “Okay, I will explain to the secretary to do it. I promise to make it sensational.”

The maid was awestruck, as she couldn’t believe that Elvis agreed to their request.

Naomi’s parents, Eleanor and Franklin, realized that they had fallen in love with Elvis.

He was really stupid and super cute. They really liked him.

“Mr. Augustine thank you so much. We’ll let Naomi and Clement get a divorce as soon as possible, so that they can break up openly. Then Naomi can concentrate on serving you alone,” Franklin smiled flatteringly.

Elvis h ooked his thin lips and smiled inexplicably. He did not say anything, but left the villa.

In the Rolls-Royce luxurious car, Elvis sat in the back seat to review the documents. Peterson in the front seat said, “Master, do you really want to throw a birthday party for Naomi?” Elvis lowered his handsome eyelids and looked at the document intently.

“Master, that couple are insatiably greedy. Even if you care about Naomi, there’s no need to satisfy them like this.”

Elvis curved his thin lips into a shallow arc. “Don’t worry, I’m just playing with them.”

Molly was locked in a small dark room.

Molly raised her head, as Olive walked in.

brought a chair, Olive sat down, and then elegantly poured herself a

who is your master?” she

entally prepared. She looked at Olive viciously and angrily, “Olive, don’t be smart. I don’t have a master. I hate you, I hate Elvis,

more than thirty years ago. You were the first

too intelligent, and nothing

snorted coldly, “These are just your guesses,

slowly walked up to Molly side and squatted down, “I know I can’t ask you anything. You’d better pray that your

she was very afraid, afraid of

Mermen who had hoon. buried in the Royal Palace of Greenland for many years. Now, she had meddled in the secrets of the Augustine

you inorder

“What?” Molly asked

slowly moved down, landing on the string

No way!

and she immediately reached out to cover her

was too late. Olive was faster than

back to me? Olive, give me back the demon

quickly avoided her. She held up the string of red demon bells, and her bright eyes shone with shreds light, “Molly, don’t

She rushed towards Olive, but in the next second, with a loud

with red eyes. “What do you want to do? What do you want to

front of

because of a string of demon bells. Now, let me end it with this string of demon hells,” Olive

at Olive, as she