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,

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

was really ashamed to say it, “We haven’t had

she was a virgin or not,

be moved when he heard this story. She portrayed herself to be the good sister who sacrificed her

was emotionless. He didn’t even look up at Naomi. He acted as if he

heard her.

her hands, and gave Naomi a round

smile filled Olive bright eyes. “Naomi,

in Olive voice. She curled

I was not following his instructions. He particularly liked to abuse me. Ile beats me at every

speaker. When she talked about her emotions, she quickly twitched her red nose and shed a few

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

a while, then she could only silently raise her

I stayed here for one night. When I left the next morning. Mr. Augustine left me his phone number so that I could find him if I had any difficulties in the

he took me to Express Hotel and started to abuse me again. So, I called president Augustine in

Olive, you already know what happened. So, sister Olive, don’t misunderstand.

and she

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

ask a question. She nodded, “Alright, sister Olive,