The Substitute Bride Doted by My billionaire Husband

Chapter 122 The Diamond Ring From Mr. Augustine.

Olive was startled by the situation. She looked at Elvis beside her and said,

“Tell them not to bow.”

Elvis smirked.

“Mrs. Augustine, keep your head high. You’re the boss’s woman!”

Elvis reached out and carried her. Olive didn’t expect that he would carry her infront of such crowd. She wrapped her arms around his neck and let out a low exclamation.

“Mr. Augustine, what are you doing?”

She didn’t weigh up to sixty pounds. Elvis easily carried her in his arms, as he walked steadily down the red carpet.

“If Mrs. Augustine is shy, she can hide in my arms.”

Olive was really embarrassed by the situation, so she pressed her face against his sturdy chest and allowed him carry her all the way down.

Once they arrived the elevator, it was opened as they walked in, disappearing from all eyes.

Pamela stood by as she watched the scenario. She felt a sharp knife pierce through her heart. She was filled with rage and hatred.

To her, she was meant to be in Elvis’s arms!

Pamela hastily ran forward, wanting to chase after Elvis. But she was quickly stopped by one of the

staff.

“Please stop ma’am. Our CEO has taken his wife to the top floor to celebrate her birthday. You can’t go in.”

“Please leave immediately, or we’ll call the security.”

ran out. They grabbed Pamela and

please, let’s go!” They both pulled

took Olive to the top floor

“Open the door yourself.”

reached out and pushed open the door. With a bang, the balloon inside exploded, and countless golden ribbons and balloons feel on

roof of the top floor were made of glass. When she Hooked she could see

beautiful.” Olive

leaned against the door lazily with his hands in his trousers pocket. The girl before him was wearing a nude pink tulle

walked over and placed a wreath

you

The Diamond Ring From Mr

nodded happily. She tiptoed and

like it, thank

her waist and led her to the front of the cake.

wish do you have? Make a wish

hands together and closed her

for her twentieth birthday was that she would still be loved by Elvis the

a wish. I’m going to blow out the candles.” Olive opened her eyes and blew out all

candles.

“Happy birthday to me!”

whispered in

did

wishes won’t work.” Olive replied and

be more realistic. Only

at

“I won’t tell you!”

handed her the

cut

discovered that there was something hidden in the cake that