The Substitute Bride Doted by My billionaire Husband

Chapter 216 Have you forgotten, my big brother?

Elvis had received the message from Pamela and quickly rushed over. Pamela led him to the room, and Elvis quickly glared at her.

“I didn’t hurt Olive. She’s in the next room.” Pamela had muttered.

Elvis stared coldly at her, and his thin lips threatened,

“You better not touch a single hair on her body, else, the entire Hart family would be buried. alongside with you.”

Elvis turned and made for the door.

Pamela was extremely jealous. She was so fascinated by Elvis, but his eyes were on Olive.

“Mr. Augustine, don’t go!” Pamela rushed over and hugged Elvis’s waist from behind.

Elvis paused and commanded,

“Leg go!”

“Mr. Augustine, why are you being so ruthless to me? It’s obvious that I met you first. Take a closer look at me, I’m no worse than Olive.”

Pamela released her grip on Elvis and walked in front of him. She raised her hand and took off her coat, revealing her suspender nightdress.

Olive suddenly appeared on Elvis’s mind. He remembered when she had taken her bath at the villa and the room had become filled with her sweet fragrance. The suspender nightdress that she wore had perfectly complemented her curves.

Pamela was wearing the exact nightdress as Olive. Pamela had been imitating Olive since she was a child. But no matter how much she tried, she couldn’t he Olive.

Elvis was her last plan. She wanted to seduce him and beccine his wife.

she was bound

this day,

nervous.

pleasing than her. Just let me be

he gazed at her from her head down to her

“Have you showered?”

the first time of Pamela being scrutinized by Elvis. Elvis’s aura was so powerful that he made everyone hastily how before him. He was the pinnacle of men. He was blessed with wealth and power, such that it made people feel ashamed. Even the perfect woman seemed to be unconfident before him, afraid that they

the past, Elvis didn’t look at Pamela for more than a second, but now, he

overjoyed.

“Yes, I’ve showered.”

216 Pace you despotten, my big

in need of a man. Since you’re short of men, do you want

as she

steps forward, and his

as Olive’s, and your figure isn’t as beautiful as hers. You stand here wearing a cheap artificial perfume, and you dare

for the ground to

the extreme

spare her another glance as he headed

in every way possible. The suspender. nightdress that Pamela wore wasn’t as beautiful on her, as it was

a man with great taste.

had taken her time to dress

into a fist. Pamela gritted her teeth and

I want

enough, Elvis stopped on his track when he heard

around and

for me to sleep with you, is that your third request?

No matter how thick skinned she was, she was greatly

scrutinizing him. Elvis suddenly felt that something was abnormal with his him, because his body temperature was