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,

brothers at home. In order to support my younger brothers to go to school, my parents sold me to the thug, Clement Adonis,

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

no one here cared whether she was a virgin or

this story. She portrayed herself to be the good sister

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

heard her.

her hands, and gave Naomi a

“Naomi, continue with your speech.

nonchalance in Olive voice. She curled

I was not following his instructions. He particularly liked to

a perfect speaker. When she talked about her emotions, she quickly twitched

Elvis or Peterson handed her a tissue, but unfortunately, Elvis stood expressionlessly beside Olive, while

only silently raise her hand and wipe the tears off her face.

night. When I left the next morning. Mr. Augustine left me his phone number so that I could

When Clement realized that I hadn’t returned the previous night, he took me to Express Hotel and started to abuse

sister Olive, don’t misunderstand. Don’t quarrel with President Augustine because

story perfectly, and she looked at

to the story quietly. She tilted her head, and said, “You’re done? After you’ve finished,

not expect that Olive would suddenly ask a question. She nodded, “Alright, sister Olive, you