The Substitute Bride Doted by My billionaire Husband

Chapter 706 Brother, You’re Too Latel

The manager of the hotel took Elvis to the door of a room and said, “Naomi is right here.”

A bodyguard stepped forward and kicked the room door open.

In the room, Naomi’s hands and feet were tied with ropes. A fat man held a whip in his hand and was whipping her. His face was filled with a vicious and lewd smile.

Naomi was already weak. It was obvious that she had already received a lot of whips before Elvis arrived. Now, her blood had seeped out, dyeing her white dress red.

The brutal abuse did not stop. The fat man swung the whip and slapped it on her on the body again, “Naomi, where did you go last night? Are you cheating on me? If i don’t hit you for a day, you won’t feel okay!”

At this moment, there was a knock on the door, and the whip in the fat man’s hand halted. “Who is that?” the man asked impatiently.

In the next second, the fat man froze as he saw a group of men at the door.

Elvis walked in with sonorous steps. His narrow and deep eyes landed on the fat man.

The fat man was a thug in the area. He was very open and was not afraid of anything.

The fat man’s confidence slowly disappeared, “Who are you? How did you break into other people’s rooms without permission?”

Before the fat man could finish his words, two bodyguards walked up to him and snatched the whip from his hand and directly restrained him.

“Oh, let me go, this is a violation of my human rights! What on earth are you trying to do?” The fat man struggled to break free from their grip.

Elvis raised his long legs and walked towards Naomi.

thank you…” Peterson stepped forward and loosened the rope. Naomi’s weak hody fell directly towards Elvis. Elvis stretched out his arm and caught Naomi’s

to cry. She raised her head and looked at Elvis in a daze, “Why do I… think you’re look

moment, the fat man scolded, “Naomi, I’m still here. You’re looking up with another man in front of me. Do you

is my wife. We are married. We are husband and wife. You better not interfere

Elvis frowned.

up! This is President Augustine!”

Mr. Augustine?

she heard Peterson’s words. She looked at Elvis’s handsome face and

hand with difficulty and grasped the necklace around her neck. Her fingertips lingered on the word “Augustine” on the necklace. “Are

Bused by

You’re Too Late!

He was silent for a few seconds, then he nodded,

there was also

to pick me up, but I’ve waited for you for so many years. You never showed

slender shoulders, then he held her tightly in

That’s my

in her arms. Naomi kept crying

of the Rolls–Royce. Elvis carried Naomi in, and the luxurious

this moment, someone stood on the side of the road and had a panoramic

Elvis’s aunt, Bounty, who had just flown to

attentive. Bounty liked the girl very much. She even brought

heard that the girl had been sold by her family to a thug who liked to abuse her. She was worried and rushed over to

girl was… Naomi.

outside. She had seen when Elvis came out with Naomi in his arms. She