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.

she stared at

Although Elvis lost his child, Crystal knew him to be a man who didn’t reveal his emotions, hence she

what she

was very concerned about the

keep your mouth shut. If you want,

Elvis would threaten her with

moment, a beautiful voice sounded in her ear,” I’m tired. Let her out” Olive spoke

felt the cold hole on her forehead slowly withdraw. Elvis let her go.

sir.” Peterson took

Crystal turned to look at Olive. Olive’s cold and indifferent gaze also fell on

hands and feet were cold. She still didn’t know what Olive was thinking about. This seemed to only be

people left in the ward.

and placed several kisses on her forehead. “Olive, go to

Okay?”

She gently

night, Olive was asleep when

lashes shivered as she slowly opened her

porcelain figures. The two adult figures represented her and Elvis, and the

I

was Elvis’s imaginary

the child in her womb

for you. Always wear it on your

palm touched her hair and gently rubbed it. Elvis gently and covered her with the blanket.

walked to the sofa, and

moved down a little bit and landed on her flat

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