Chapter 503


    Chapter 503 I don’t want your new mistress to be my mom


    The ashtray mmed into the floor to ceiling window with an iparably merciless force. With a


    bang, the ss split in an instant and then flew everywhere.


    Mrs. Samantha turned pale, staring at Elvis, muttering, “Elvis…”


    “Olddy, what happened?” The noise inside quickly attracted the attention of the outside, the office


    door was pushed open, and Peterson and Betty stood nervously by the door and asked.


    Elvis’ countenance was bad, dark, and cold, especially when his narrow, deep eyes were instantly


    tinged with a fierce blood red when he heard the name Olive.


    Peterson and Betty had sensed something was wrong, they were standing at the door, even breathing


    carefully. Mrs. Samantha looked at Elvis with great pain. Three years, three years have passed but the


    name Olive has be a taboo in Elvis’ life.


    Whenever Olive was mentioned, he immediately lost control, as if suddenly transformed into a different


    person, unable to control himself, aggressive and paranoid, looking sick


    Elvis propped his big hands on the table, his solid chest rose and fell a few times, then he forced


    himself to close his eyes and adjust his breathing


    A few secondster, he opened his eyes again, the red blood in his eyes had receded, but the deep


    indifference remained, “Grandma, let someone clean this up! I’ll get Nathan home first!”


    Elvis left on his long legs.


    Elvis left, and the tall figure disappeared. Mrs. Samantha’s face was red, she could only sigh


    incessantly.


    At this time, Betty came in and began to clean up the mess on the ground. She asked, “Olddy, did


    you mention Olive again in front of the young master?””


    Mrs. Samantha sat wearily on the sofa, replying, “Yeah, every time Olive is mentioned, he always loses


    his temper, as if he can’t control his violent nature, wanting to smash things to vent Elvis’s state makes


    me so worried. The more peaceful these three years are, the more depressed he is. I am afraid… the


    day Olivees back, he will explode. I am afraid he will hurt Olive, I am even afraid he won’t let her


    go.”


    Betty sighed. “Young master really hates Olive. As much as he loved her before, now he hates her


    even more. Fortunately, now he has the little master Nathan with him, so he won’t be too lonely.”


    When it came to Lil’ Nathan, Mrs. Samantha’s old face quickly revealed a somewhat satisfied smile. Lil’


    Nathan and Elvis are carved from the same mold, father and son are simply copies, one big and one


    small.


    Olive stabbed Elvis three years ago. After Elvis escaped death, his father Alpha took his genes, found


    a surrogate, and gave birth to Lil’ Nathan.


    In fact, it can be seen that Elvis didn’t want this son, but the Augustine family needed a sessor, so


    he epted Lil’ Nathan’s existence.


    The outside world was specting about who Lil’ Nathan’s biological mother was, but in fact, Lil’


    Nathan was born by a surrogate.


    Mrs. Samantha smiled fondly, “Elvis didn’t like Lil” Nathan at first, but Lil’ Nathan has beautiful, clean


    eyes, just like Olive.”


    “That’s right,” Betty nodded, “Perhaps it’s fate, Lil’ Nathan is naturally born with eyes that look a lot like


    Olive. I still remember clearly that day when the young master came to his son’s room, Lil’ Nathan


    opened his eyes, looked at his father with both eyes, and the young master seemed stunned for a


    moment. Perhaps, Lil’ Nathan reminded the young master about the first child he and Olive lost. Since


    then, the young master brought Nathan home and raised him by himself.”


    Mrs. Samanthaughed and said, “Yes, Lil’ Nathan is three years old this year. Elvis has raised him for


    three years. Elvis is a big man, at first we were worried he wouldn’t be able to raise Lil” Nathan. Lil’


    Nathan had a fever once, and the feversted, and Elvis was always with him. He didn’t close his eyes


    for seven days and his eyes were bloodshot. We were really relieved because Elvis was a good father.”


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    “But still.” said Mrs Samantha, again filled with anxiety, “Lil” Nathan could never get out of his own


    world, never ying with other kids, never talking. This makes me very nervous. Sometimes I just think


    Olive’s gone and we’ve all messed up ourselves.” Còntens bel0ngs to N?(v)elDr/a/ma.Org


    Betty looked at Mrs. Samantha, andforted her. “Olddy, let’s wall, everything will be fine.”


    By the time Elvis reached the door, he had regained hisposure, showing no sign of losing his


    temper just now.


    He raised his hony fingers and began knocking, the knocking “bang bang” was very strong. He said,


    “Nathan, I give you three seconds, open the door for me quickly. You know this broken doar can’t stop


    me. One, two…”


    Elvis immediately started counting.


    As he was about to count to “three”, the room dear opened with a “click”, and a figure like a small milk


    bag appeared, it was Nathan.


    Nathan is Elvis’ son, he’s perfectly inherited all of Elvis’s elite genes, and his little pink face is a


    miniature version of


    Elvis.


    Nathan was born milky-skinned and handsome, with short soft wavy hair, delicately outlined facial


    features, andrge eyes that were extremely clear and clean iid in his small face, like two ck


    grapes attracting people’s eyes. Just looking at a child like that makes everybody want to hug him.


    However, Nathan is very cold. Like his father, Elvis, he doesn’t like tough, he’s cold and aloof.


    No one can control this little demon with an incredible 10, except Elvis.


    Elvis raised him with his own hands from an early age. He is both his father and mother. Nathan,


    though unable to speak loves his father so much.


    Nathan’s current height only reached Elvis’s knees. Elvis looked down at him, pursed his lips in


    displeasure, asking, “Why are you making everybody nervous?”


    Nathan took out a pen and paper and wrote, “I’m not sick”


    Elvis nced twice at the words “I’m not sick,” and then his gaze fell on Nathan’s little face. Now


    Nathan is looking up at him with ck eyes as clear as grapes. In those big eyes, there was quiet


    perseverance and stubbornness, and a little… innocence.


    These eyes… gradually ovepped with the clear eyes deep in memory.


    Elvis’s heart gradually softened, he leaned over and stretched out his strong arm, holding Nathan into


    his strong chest, “Gu. Let’s go home with Dad.”


    Holding on to his father, Nathan pulled out another sheet of paper with a line of words already written


    on it


    Elvis nced at it, Nathan wrote “I don’t like your new mistress. I don’t want her to be my mom!”