Chapter 518 He Has Autism.

An hour later.

With a click, the closet door was pushed open from the outside, and a trace of light seeped in. Elvis stood beside the door, as he stared at Olive, who had curled up in a corner.

Olive moved. Her white hands supported the wall and she stood up. Her face was dry and there

were no tears on it.

Olive raised her head, she looked at him, and asked calmly, “Are you okay?”

Elvis sneered slightly. “This round was so much fun. We will be going on another round soon. If Miss Hart is interested, she can stay and watch us.”

Olive’s two white hands supported the wall as she walked out slowly. “No need, I’ll take my friend and leave now,”

Olive walked out of the closet. As soon as she reached the room, she saw that ground was littered with Hazel’s and Elvis’s clothes. At first glance, one could see that the duo had satisfied themselves with each other’s body.

Hazel was still in the room. She was getting dressed. Her fingers were h ooked on the suspenders of her nightdress. She was sweating, as if she had been working really hard.

Hearing the approaching footsteps, Hazel turned around and looked at Olive.

Hazel’s eyes didn’t convey the arrogance that she had earlier exuded. She seemed tired.

Olive was not interested in spending another second in there, so she opened the door and left.

Hazel looked at Elvis. Hazel understood perfectly what had happened.

Everything was fake, her moans were fake. All of the act was for Olive to watch.

figure until she disappeared from

hope you understand what just happened?”

I understand!”

out!” Elvis ordered

to linger. She quickly grabbed her clothes and ran away without looking

understood perfectly. Elvis locked Olive in the closet,

her.

right or not, it was a

was a

and sent Nathan to a private aristocratic kindergarten. Psychologists were of the opinion

would not receive

personally drove Nathan to

touched Nathan’s little head, and said, “Nathan, you’re going to school from now on, You are

listen to the teacher and behave well, I’ll pick you up from

Husband

his small schoolbag

moment, Mr. Lucas from the kindergarten walked out and held Nathan’s little hand. “Mr. Augustine, don’t worry about Nathan, he’s in perfect hands. We will

I’ll communicate with you about Nathan’s situation at any

to daddy,” Mr. Lucas raised

Nathan to

children in the room circled around Nathan, as they

You’re so beautiful. You’re prettier than some

be good friends. My

inherited the good looks

all the kids in his class wanted

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