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.

and then

who is your master?” she

was already m 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, I hate all of you.

teacup with her slender fingers and took a sip. “Your Mermen powers infiltrated Imperial City more than thirty years ago. You were the first to find out about Aunt Bounty’s

intelligent, and nothing could escape her

coldly, “These are just your guesses, I won’t tell you

know I can’t ask you anything. You’d better pray that your master

fact, she was very

buried in the Royal Palace of Greenland for

find you inorder to borrow something

“What?” Molly asked

slowly moved down, landing on the string of red demon

No way!

eyes flashed with alertness, and she immediately reached out to

was too late. Olive was

back to me? Olive, give me back the

avoided her. She held up the string of red demon bells, and her

Olive, but in the next second, with a

eyes. “What do you want

stood in front of

started because of a string of demon bells. Now, let

at Olive, as she took a deep