The Substitute Bride Doted by My billionaire Husband

Chapter 8

The Substitute Bride: Doted by My billionaire Husband by Sumpto Midway Chapter 8 Pushing Her to Wrestle
Gabriella and Pearl were stunned. It turned out that this man was really Olive’s gigolo.
Gabriella fell a slap in the face.
The store manager walked out of the kitchen with a cake. Elvis took the cake from him and walked out of the shop.
Olive followed suit without bidding farewell to Gabriella.
Gabriella was astounded. She didn’t expect Olive to hire such high–quality gigolo.
“Gabriella, it looks like you really will be calling Olive Boss.” Pearl muttered in a daze.
Gabriella gouged fiercely at her with eyes. Pearl immediately laughed and said.” Gabriella, what I mean is, Olive’s gigolo is so handsome. How much does it cost to hire him?”
Pearls words quickly reminder her that if Olive could afford to hire him, so could she. With this thought hovering over her mind. Gabriella became excited.
“Manager, can I please have the cake I bought. We’ll be leaving now.” Gabriella said over the counter to the manager.
“I’m sorry young ladies. I’ll give back your money. I can even double the compensation. I just can’t let you have the cake.”
“Why?” Gabriella and Pearl questioned in unison.
“The cake is for my dog now.” The manager responded.
“What the heck do you mean? You’re humiliating us!” Gabriella tapped the counter angrily.
“I haven’t humiliated you guys enough. You both offended a big man. The cake is no longer for you…”

The car arrived at the Red Villa. Elvis handed the black and gold card to Olive. “You should have this.”
Olive’s eyes lash shivered. “Why is he giving me a card?”
“I don’t want it.” She rejected it.
“You can’t afford to support me, but I can support you, my Mrs. Augustine.”
My Mrs. Augustine?
Olive’s felt her heart skip a beat. She collected the card and quickly opened the passenger’s door and got out of the car with the cake.
Olive carefully placed the card in her bag which she held. She entered the living room and sighted old Mrs. Samantha watching the TV and greeted her..
“Olly, you’re back. Hope it went well?” Old Mrs Samantha responded with a smile.
“Yes grandma. it went well. Elvis bought a cake on our way back, come let’s eat it together.”
“Oh my. Yes please.” Old Mrs Samantha’s face has lit up, she stood and walked with Olive to the dining room.
Elvis walked in. He headed upstairs, but had paused when his eyes fell on Old Mrs Samantha. “Grandma, remember that your BP is high, just one bite of the cake is enough.”
Old Mrs Samantha paid zero attention to him and shoved the ninth fork into her mouth, “I know what I have Elvis. The cake really is yummy.”
Olive was amused by Old Mrs Samantha’s attitude, she chuckled and looked up to Elvis, “Do you want some?”
“No, thanks. I don’t eat sugary food.”
“Oh.”
“There’s a stain on the corner of your mouth.” Elvis said to Olive. Olive stretched out her tongue and licked the milk stain off her lips.
When she raised her eyes to look at him again, he had already proceeded to the study room.
Olive took a serviette and wiped her lips properly.
The butler led an old man upstairs.
“Grandma, who’s that man?”
“Oh, that’s Mr. Gregory Aiden, he comes here once a month.”
Olive heart skipped a beat. Mr. Aiden was a world, renowned hypnotist. She studied medicine and was familiar with his
name.
Mr. Aiden must be treating Elvis of his insomnia. It seemed that his sleep disorder was more serious than she thought.
Olive was restless, hence she headed to the study door.
The study was messy, all the documents on the desk fell on the tiles ground, and the clock in Mr. Aiden’s hand was shattered.
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