The Substitute Bride Doted by My billionaire Husband

Chapter 777: Ex-Wife

The driver in the front seat handed over a small note to her.

Grandma Constance looked outside through the window. “No one outside knows I’m here, and no one knows my identity. Where did this note come from, and who handed it over?”

The driver replied cautiously, “Grandra, it was sent by a little boy just now.”

A note from a little hoy?

Grandma Constance took the note from the driver. She took a deep breath, as she read the word back and forth several times. Suddenly, a storm quickly rolled up in her eyes.

After her grandma left, Elvis looked at Olive, and said, “Olive, do you have anything to tell me?”

He actually found out. Olive dodged his gaze with a guilty conscience, and then she shook her head. “No, what do you want to hear?”

When Elvis saw that she was unwilling to tell him what she was hiding, he didn’t force it. However, he slowly narrowed his eyes and looked in the direction that Constance had taken.

“Let’s go. I’ll take you to dinner.”

“Wait a minute” Olive said.

“What’s wrong?”

Olive took out her phone. “Mr. Augustine, how are you even a son? You don’t care about your parents’s news. There are getting divorced!”

Elvis did not believe it. He understood that his father, Alpha, would not divorce his mother.

Elvis looked at Olive with his handsome eyes. Olive took out her phone and poked the screen with her slender white finger. She found lus mother’s number and dialed it.

His heart softened.

busy with the Augustine family’s affairs, Because the Augustine family’s affairs involved the people that Elvis loved, she made sure to

him that all love would change from passionate love to plain ones. In his life, he

his strong arm and hugged her soft

hug. She laughed and

still clinged to her. At this moment,

hoped that time

moment, many passers-by looked over. Everyone covered their mouths and

man and a beautiful girl. Fairly

boyfriend looks very

”

want to fall in

struggled in his embrace, but his strong arm held her tight, and she couldn’t break free, she could only stay in his embrace,

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don’t look at them,

I’ll call your mother

Olive as her daughter. As

up, aren’t

head, and she surrendered in

this moment, the call was

in the coffee shop. Someone invited her tonight to discuss about

the window and did not leave immediately. She held a book and drank the coffee while

was wearing a long dress and a beige cardigan. She tied her long black hair up into a ponytail. A few strands of her hair

who came into the cafe. If she did not tell her age, no

this moment, a middle aged man, who was clothed in a suit walked over. “Hello, can I

head. “Sorry, I

had rejected several men who came up to ask for

cafe was suddenly opened, and two people who were laughing heartily, walked

was actually Alpha

gray shirt and black trousers. He was handsome, and he exuded the aura of a superior.