Chapter 15


    Chapter 15 New and Old Love


    Gabrie was perplexed. She was rejected by the man she liked, and humiliated by


    Olive. She angrily walked out of


    the bar.


    A few thugs surrounded Gabrie. They one with a face cap, stared seductively at her


    and asked, “Beautiful princess, do you want to keep uspany?”


    Gabrie had been well protected from childhood, she hadn’t encountered such


    scenario prior. “Help!”


    Gabrie’s driver sighted her in danger and hastily ran over. “Hey! Let go of her!“.


    The two thugs hastily overthrew the driver and kicked him him severally.


    Gabrie felt her body trembling from fright. “Help! Help! Somebody help!


    The thugs immediately covered her mouth and dragged her into a dimly lit corner.


    Gabrie was unable to speak. She usually hated low status men. She had sworn to


    only marry from one of the four wealthy families in Los Angeles. To her, the filthy men


    were not worthy of touching her.


    The leader of the gang caressed her face, she felt her blood dry up, as she pleaded for


    mercy. “Look at her skimpy dress. I’m certain she came here to hook up with men. Why


    don’t we help you take it off?”


    Gabrie had reallye to hook up with Elvis. But now that she felt her dress being


    pulled off, she struggled desperately, tears raining down her face, “No, please!”


    “Let her go” A voice sounded.


    They punks released her and she fell to the ground. Gabrie’s eyes were hazy with


    tears and she looked up in shock. The was a handsome face staring down at her.


    Her eyes narrowed. She knew Harry, he was the Heaven’s family crown prince.


    Harry puffed the cigarette into Gabrie’s face. “Miss Hart, this is a little warning to you.


    Don’t think about people you shouldn’t think about, so as not to attract trouble.”


    After he had finished speaking, he threw the cigarette to the ground and extinguished it


    with his shoes, “Let’s go.” He muttered and the thugs left with him.


    Gabrie sat embarrassed on the ground, as she sobbed. A luxurious car sped past the


    street. She raised her eyes and sighted the face from the driver’s window. It was Elvis.


    At the red Vi, Olive entered the room. She took out her phone and sent a voice


    message to North Paulo. “Thank you so very much.”


    Being wallowing in the entertainment industry for many years, North Paulo had a lot of


    connection and a strong public rtions team. Usually, if there’s a material that has not


    yet been exposed, it will be dealt by public rtions. The time, the news between


    Monica and Mr. Ronald could go virus this quick. It all relied on one person.


    North Paulo. North Paulo was Olive’s best friend. They had been friends since


    kindergarten.


    And when Olive was sent to the orphanage, North had cried sadly and bade her


    farewell.


    Olive’s phone feeped indicating a message, “You don’t need to thank me. Don’t worry.


    My manager will handle this. Sir Patrick would find nothing.”


    North’s voice was particrly nice. The type that would make a man’s bones go numb


    when heard.


    North didn’t just have a beautiful voice, her looks were absolutely gorgeous. As the


    beauty queen in the city, North debuted in the entertainment industry two years ago, but


    now, a hot six figure actress she was.


    Olive was touched by North’s help and she asked, “When are you returning to LA?”


    North’s voice came in again, a little coquettish. “Are you missing me? I heard that


    you’ve found a new love. How could you still think of me?”


    “New love?” Olive replied in seconds.


    “Calm down Olive, you’re already panicking!”


    Olive was mute and didn’t know what to say.


    “Tell me about the young gigolo you hired” North’s voice came in again.


    Sure enough, North was referring to Elvis.


    Although North was amongst the most beautiful women in LA, she still liked to gossip.


    The door of the room suddenly cracked open. Elvis who was returning from the study,


    moved in.


    Struck with guilt, Olive whoid on the bed swiftly sat up.


    Elvis walked into the room and unbuttoned the two buttons of his ck shirt, revealing


    the beauty of his manliness. He turned to look at Olive.


    With their eyes now fixed are each other, Elvis questioned, “Is something wrong?”


    “No, no.” Olive replied and avoided his gaze.


    The beeping sound came in, and Elvis’s eye fell on her phone. “Why don’t you answer


    that?”


    Olive clicked on the voice message from North, “I can trust your choice. The gigolo you hired, is he


    handsome? And do he also has a good temperament?”


    Hearing North’s ambiguous tone, Olive pretty face burst into mes, that she almost threw the phone


    out if her hands.


    The next voice note yed in session. “Olive, remember that we made a promise at the movie that


    we must find a man with good physical strength.”


    Silence engulfed the room.


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    Olive tucked her phone into the nket, desperate for the ground to open and swallow her.


    It was okay for girlfriends to discuss such things, but it was embarrassing for the person involved to


    listen to it


    “Um… Mr. Augustine. I’ll go take a shower.” Olive stood up and quickly ran into the bathroom.


    She stood in front of the washstand to get a towel. She felt her so ashamed that she wanted to dip a


    hole and jump it. She raised her eyes to look at the mirror and found


    Elvis was walking towards her.