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.

the Augustine family’s affairs involved the people that Elvis loved, she

people around him that all love would change from passionate love to plain ones. In his life, he yearned for a long and smooth life rather than a stalemate in love. He always felt that with her by

strong arm and hugged her soft waist

tight hug. She laughed and hid, “Mr. Augustine, stop

to her. At

that time would

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

and a beautiful girl. Fairly tales really do

very

”

I want to fall

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

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at them,

Be careful. I’ll call your

knew that his mother loved Olive as her daughter. As long as Olive spoke, his

love, don’t torment yourself, if my mother beat me up, aren’t you the one who would

and she surrendered

the call was connected, and Annabelle’s voice came

Someone invited her

the person left. Annabelle sat by the window and

She tied her long black hair up

came into the cafe. If she did not tell her age, no one would think that she already

suit walked over. “Hello, can

and shook her head. “Sorry,

had rejected several men who came up to ask for her social media

door of the cafe was suddenly opened, and two people who were

It was actually Alpha

he exuded the aura of