Chapter 48 0 Olive, I believe in you!

Elvis did not look at Crystal.

“Elvis, what I said is true. Olive did all of this. In the bathroom, she even stole my phone and called someone!” Crystal insisted emotionally.

Elvis still didn’t display any emotions. He looked at Olive and asked, “Who did you call?”

Olive calmly shook her head, “I didn’t call anyone.”

“Liar! Elvis, don’t believe her, she’s lying to you!”

Elvis held Olive’s cold hands. “Olive, I still believe you, okay?”

Crystal stared in disbelief as Elvis declared his trust for Olive. “Elvis, what kind of love poison did Olive give to you? She killed your child with her own hands! How can you still believe her?”

Elvis raised his leg and kicked a wooden chair.

With a bang, the wooden chair shattered.

In the blink of an eye, Elvis had already stood up and swiftly pulled out the gun from Peterson’s waist. He pressed the black hole against Crystal’s forehead.

Crystal was paralyzed on the ground. As a child born into wealth, it was the first time of her being so afraid. The mouth of the gun was icy cold.

As long as he moved slightly, her life would be gone.

“Haa! Elvis? Please, don’t shoot!” She pleaded with her hands in the air.

trembled as she

had said wrong. Although Elvis lost his child, Crystal knew him to be a man who didn’t reveal his emotions, hence she was taken

couldn’t understand what she

that Elvis was very concerned about the death of his

you’d better keep your mouth shut. If you want, I can help you

thought that one day, Elvis would threaten her with

her ear,”

withdraw. Elvis let her go. “Take her out of

sir.” Peterson took

at Olive. Olive’s cold

cold. She still didn’t know what Olive was thinking about. This seemed to only be the

in the ward. Olive laid down and shrunk her body

and placed

Okay?”

did not respond. She gently closed her

night, Olive was asleep when something cold touched her

shivered as she slowly

her palin were three porcelain figures. The two adult figures represented her and Elvis, and the little

olive, I

was Elvis’s

the child in her womb was

Always wear it on your body in the

it. Elvis

to the sofa,

little porcelain figure in her hands. Her hand under the blanket moved down a little bit and landed on

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