The Substitute Bride Doted by My billionaire Husband

Chapter 713 Is He The Police?

Olive sat quietly on the chair. She just looked at Naomi and did not say anything.

Naomi curled her fingers. She felt that Olive’s bright eyes had seen through her, preventing her from looking directly at her.

“Sister Olive, don’t get me wrong, big brother and I…” Naomi said timidly.

Olive quickly furrowed her eyebrows and interrupted her with a smile, “Huh? Big brother?”

Naomi was stunned,

Olive said, “Naomi, you said that I shouldn’t get you wrong, then, why are you referring to Elvis as your big brother? You shouldn’t be be deaf, right? Mr. Augustine said that he doesn’t have a sister!” With that. Olive raised her head and looked at Elvis beside her. She asked, “Or do you?”

Elvis stood beside Olive with his tall and long legs. His narrow and deep eyes stayed on Olives’s body. “No, I don’t,” he replied.

Naomi’s face turned even paler. Olive made it clear that he was insulting and embarrassing her, and Elvis knew better than making it worse.

Peterson was also standing behind Olive respectfully. Although Olive and Elvis had not yet received. their marriage certificates, the entire Augustine family and everyone around Elvis regarded Olive as Elvis’s wife.

Naomi shivered and her watery eyes were already brimming with tears, making her even more pitiful. She whispered,

Olive, Mr. Augustine and I are not what you think. I’m from a poor home, and I have a few younger brothers at home. In order to support my younger brothers to go to school, my parents sold me to the thug, Clement Adonis, and they forced us to get

was really ashamed to say it, “We haven’t had sex yet. I’m still a

was a virgin or not, but she deliberately brought this out and

herself

face was emotionless. He didn’t even look up at Naomi.

heard her.

Olive stretched out her hands, and gave Naomi a round of applause

filled Olive bright eyes. “Naomi,

hear the nonchalance in Olive voice. She curled her fingers and could only

I was not following his instructions. He particularly liked to abuse me.

her emotions,

if Elvis or Peterson handed her a tissue, but

a while, then she could only silently raise her hand and wipe the tears off

heavily the other day. I was hit by boss Augustine’s car. Boss Augustine took me with him. I stayed here for one night. When I left the next morning. Mr. Augustine left me his phone number

went back, I ran into Clement. When Clement realized that I hadn’t returned the previous night, he took me to Express Hotel and started to

what happened. So, sister Olive, don’t misunderstand. Don’t quarrel with President Augustine

her story perfectly, and

and said, “You’re done? After you’ve

suddenly ask a question.