Chapter 100


    Chapter 100 Mrs. Augustine is so sweet


    Patrick had never thought of going over to the Red Vi to see his so called son–inw.


    The Red Vi was located in the deserted part of the city.


    Patrick hastily said,


    “Pam, I won’t go. I heard he’s ill. In a month or two he might pass away. I won’t go.”


    Pam only wanted Olive’s husband to surface in the midst of her cheating scandal.


    She was certain that the whole. issue will be blown out of proportion if Olive’s husband


    made an appearance.


    “Dad, I don’t know how Olive met President Augustine. But a man as president


    Augustine, won’t marry Olive even if she divorces her husband.”


    “Of course he won’t marry her. What chances does Olive has? Pam, it’s you that the


    president will marry.” Patrick quickly showed his loyalty.


    “Dad, don’t worry, I’m determined to be Elvis’s wife. But I need your help, in two days, I


    want you to go the Red Vi and visit your son–inw. I want you to inform him about


    the rtionship between president Augustine and Olive. Although he has no power to


    do anything, the noise he’ll generate will help us in tarnishing Olive’s reputation before


    Elvis.” Pam exined.


    Patrick nodded. His hopes for the rest of his life depended on Pam.


    “It’s fine my child. Dad will listen to you, as long as you can marry into the Augustine


    family.”


    Pam sneered and muttered inwardly,


    “Olive, if you weren’t married, I could have been afraid that you would take Elvis away


    from me. But you’re already married, can you really win this battle?”


    The CEO’s office was dark and quiet as the wind surged outside.


    Olive entered the lounge. The lounge wasrge and exquisite.


    Elvis took a cold shower and came out of the bathroom. Olive who had already taken


    her bath,id on his bed.


    When she saw him walk out of the bathroom. She adjusted, creating a space for him.


    Elvis lifted the quilt andid on the bed. The sheet that was wrapped around Olive’s


    chest was pulled down. He smiled and said,


    “Why are you so shy? You want to give me the illusion that you’re not wearing any


    clothes under the quilt. Olive stared at him, as though she wanted pping him across


    his face.


    Once the quilt was pulled down, Elvis realized that she wearing his ck shirt. Her


    mask had been taken off, and her hair was wrapped in a ponytail.


    Elvis lowered his head and asked,


    “Can I kiss you?”


    Olive sensed lús repented spirit. Previously, he would have kissed her without her


    permission.


    Olive grabbed the quilt and covered her lips, she shook her head and said,


    “No.”


    “Nevermind.” Elvis muttered. He straightened up andid properly.


    Olive suddenly pulled the nket down, raised her head and kissed him.


    Elvis was stunned. Olive had quickly fell back to the nket, her soft giggles were


    heard.


    Elvis couldn’t help but stretch out his arm and fish her out from the quilt, he pulled her


    closer to chest and hugged her tenderly.


    Olive’s hand was filled with a pill. She pointed it to his lips and ordered.


    “Ah, open your mouth.”


    “What is this?” Elvis frowned.


    “Ecstacy, as long as you take this ecstasy, your soul will be hooked with mine. No other


    woman will try to seduce you.”


    Elvis opened his mouth and swallowed the pill.


    “For my obedience, is there any reward?”


    “What reward do you need?”


    “I want something sweet.”


    Elvis hugged her tighter, then kissed her domineeringly.


    He didn’t close his eyes, he just stared at her beautiful face. Some nights ago, he was


    afraid that she would resist and reject his intimacy, but now her body was in his arms


    again.


    Elvis hugged her tighter and kissed every corner of her lips. His kiss was overflowing


    with love and affection for her.


    Once he was satisfied. Oliveid on his chest, her hands ying with his pyjamas.


    “Olive, you’re so sweet.”


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    Olive rolled off his chest, she sat on the bed with her legs apart.


    “Mr. Augustine,e here. Come into my arms.” She beckoned with opened arms.


    Elvis nced at her little legs and obediently ced his head on her thighs.


    Olive took out a silver needle from under the pillow, she stabbed it into his neck. She


    needed to find the cause of his insomnia.


    In the quiet and warm lounge, Olive’s rxed voice chatted,


    “You’ve been here in LA for about seven years, don’t you miss your father?”


    Elvis had previously taken the initiative to mention his brother and stepmother. But Olive


    was curious to know if he got along well with his father, and also know more about his


    With his eyes closed Elvis muttered,


    “If my brother wanted something which I had, my father would ruthlessly take it away


    and give it to my brother.”


    “I remember back then, my mother’s best friend had visited my mother. Thedy had


    just given birth to a daughter. My mum and thedy had exchanged tokens, and they


    said that, once I was grown, they wanted the girl to be my bride.” He paused and licked


    his lips.


    My fatherter found out, he had immediately taken the engagement token from my


    mother, and had given it to my stepmother. The girl automatically became my brother’s


    fiance.