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.

affairs, Because the Augustine family’s affairs involved the people that Elvis loved, she made sure to do all she could to

him that all love would change from passionate love to plain ones. In his life, he yearned for a long and

out his strong arm and hugged her soft waist

hug. She laughed and hid,

Elvis still clinged to her. At this moment, he hugged her

that time would

passers-by looked over. Everyone covered their

man and a beautiful

very

”

want to

her tight, and she couldn’t break

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at them, look

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

Olive as her daughter. As long

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

her head, and she surrendered

call was connected, and Annabelle’s

shop. Someone invited

over, the person left. Annabelle sat by the window and did not leave immediately. She held a book and drank the coffee

Annabelle 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 fell on

attracted the attention of people who came into the cafe. If she did not tell her age, no one would think that she

a suit walked over. “Hello,

head.

had rejected several men who

door of the cafe was suddenly opened, and two

It was actually

handsome, and he exuded the aura of a superior. Willow wore