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.

recently, she had been busy with the Augustine family’s affairs, Because the Augustine family’s affairs

In his life, he yearned for a long and smooth life rather than a stalemate

arm and hugged

pain from the tight hug. She laughed and hid, “Mr.

clinged to her. At this

hoped that time would

over. Everyone covered their mouths and

over there, such a handsome man and a beautiful girl. Fairly

boyfriend looks very clingy,

”

to fall in

strong arm held her tight, and she couldn’t break free,

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look at them, look at

your mother right now. Be careful. I’ll call your mother and have her beat you

loved Olive as her daughter. As long as Olive spoke, his

don’t torment yourself, if my mother beat me up,

and

this moment, the call was connected, and Annabelle’s voice came

coffee shop. Someone invited her tonight to discuss about some jewelry

sat by 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

quickly attracted the attention of people who came into the cafe. If she did not tell her age, no

who was clothed in a suit walked over. “Hello, can I have your social

and shook her head. “Sorry, I don’t

men who

the door of the cafe was suddenly opened, and

It was actually Alpha and

and black trousers. He was handsome, and he exuded the aura of a superior. Willow wore