Chapter 59 Give Me A Kiss
Olive was betrayed when she was young and lost everyone who loved her. And now, she cherished everyone. around her, such as North, and Mrs. Samantha.
Olive happily carried the pile of snacks, she pulled the old lady’s hand.
“Okay, grandma, let’s go watch TV and eat the snacks.”
Elvis arrived quite early today. The maid opened the villa’s door. Elvis changed his shoes at the entrance and walked into the living room. He immediately sighted Olive who sat on the soft couch.
Olive was wearing a lavender suspender skirt and a creamy white plush cardigan. The skirt was neatly covered around her knees. Her two beautiful white legs were curled to one side.
An unsealed snack was in her left hand and in her right hand was a piece of dried sweet potato. Her eyes were glued to the TV.
Mrs. Samantha sat on the opposite sofa, she lifted her head and saw Elvis.
“Elvis, you’re home so early today. It’s barely six.”
“Grandma, I had just missed you.” Elvis teased and unbuttoned his suit.
Mrs. Samantha put a potato chip into her mouth.
“Stop teasing grandma. You’re here because you missed Olive, right?”
Elvis looked at Olive. Olive turned her head and stared at him.
“You’re back” She muttered softly.
“Yup. I am.” Elvis nodded.
“Oh, okay.” Olive seemed to have been lost of words. She took her gaze away from him. She dipped her hand into the dried sweet potato and took a handful.
Elvis walked over and squatted in front of her.
“Do you want me to eat?” He asked aloud.

Olive stared down at him.
“It’s dried sweet potato, grandma bought it. Do you want to eat it?”
Elvis was aware that it was dried sweet potatoes. When he approached her, he could smell the aroma. He was never interested in snacks, but the one she was eating seemed to be very good.
Elvis furrowed his brows.
“I’ll try it.”
His eyes fell on the dried sweet potato in her hand. It was obvious that he wanted to taste what she was eating, and he had no plans to do it himself. He needed her to feed him.
Olive had already understood what he meant. She stuffed the dried sweet potato into her mouth, then pushed the snack bag into his arms.
“There you go…
Elvis’s eyes darkened. Mrs. Samantha put the snacks on the little table beside her, then stood up and walked into the dining room.
“Olive, dinners ready, come eat.” Mrs. Samantha announced from the kitchen.
Olive wanted getting up, but Elvis kept the snack bag on the tiled floor. His hands clasped her back and took her directly into his arms. He smiled and muttered.
“What’s the matter? You wouldn’t even feed me snacks.”
Olive pressed her hands against his chest and struggled.
“What are you doing? Let go. Someone is watching. Grandma said that food is ready.”
There indeed was a maid in the living room who witnessed the scene. The maid quickly walked into the kitchen
with a smile.
Elvis didn’t let go of her. He lowered his head and leaned towards her face.
“Then give me a kiss first.”
“No!” Olive protested and pushed him away. She stood up and walked hastily into the dinning.
Elvis chuckled and took off his tic. He felt that all she wanted was for him to carry her to the room like he did the previous day, pull the sheets of the bed, sit her on his laps, and kiss her fiercely.
He heard Olive’s beautiful voice.
“Grandma, I won’t be home for dinner. A good friend of mine is arriving LA today, I’m heading to the airport to pick her up.”
“Okay, Olive, I’ll let the driver take you there. If your friend wants, she can come over and stay here for some days, just to keep you company.” The old lady said quickly.
“Okay, grandma. I’ll sure let her know.”
Elvis walked over and said.
“I’ll take you to the airport.”
“No need.” Olive wanted rejecting his offer.
Elvis looked at her. Olive knew better than letting the old lady know that they weren’t on good terms.
“Oh, no problem. Thank you.” She hastily added.
The both walked out of the kitchen.
The butler. Mr. Henry mumbled,
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