Chapter 619 Whistling at him per versely
Olive was taken aback. Aunt Davina was really quick and straightforward, immediately asking Elvis if
he’d married.
Elvis’ handsome face was devoid of any emotion. He nced at Aunt Davina and then pursed his thin
lips: “It’s not your business whether I’m married or not.”
Olive looked at Elvis in surprise. This is really dare to ask, dare to hate.
Aunt Davina smiled sheepishly and said, “Mr. Hart, the thing is my daughter, Tiffany, saw your
extraordinary appearance and fell in love with you at first sight. If you are not married, then my
daughter…”
Aunt Davina didn’t have time to finish her sentence, Elvis’ narrow, quiet eyes looked at the shy Tiffany
and callously said: “I’m not interested in you. I already have someone in my heart.”
Tiffany’s embarrassed expression quickly froze. After all, she was a girl. Being bluntly and mercilessly
rejected by Elvis, her beautiful face immediately turned pale, and tears of humiliation rolled down her
face.
“Olive, go back.” Elvis turned around and walked into the cabin without looking back.
“Okay.” After watching the y, Olive hurried in.
Elvis and Olive refused Aunt Davina’s meat, and soon they both stared at the two bowls of steamed
rice in disbelief.
Since childhood, Elvis has been a son of heaven, born with a golden spoon, in a family of five-star
chefs, and has a very high standard of living. Looking at the white rice in front of him, he frowned,
“Olive, is this what you cook?”
“President Augustine, haven’t you heard that smart women can’t cook? Without vegetables and meat,
how can I cook?” Olive said. She didn’t want to endure this man’s temper. What about her as a
princess?
This time, Elvis frowned tightly.
Olive picked up her chopsticks and took a delicate sip of rice. Then she said, “Mr. Augustine, Aunt
Davina has meat and vegetables. Why did you refuse her just now? Can you go after her now?”
Elvis’s hawk eyes immediately fell on her small face: “You mean… you want me to give myself?”
“That’s right.” Olive nodded, “Anyway, for the past three years, Mr. Augustine, you’ve certainly been
good at h ooking up with these women.”
“Olive, don’t you think that’s strange?”
“No.”
“If I said that the past three years between me and those women were all fake, would you believe it?”
What?
Olive’s small hand holding the chopsticks stiffened for a moment. She raised her head in surprise,
looking at him puzzled, “What did you just say?
Elvis pursed his thin lips in a slight are, “Olive, you’re good at pretending. If there’s something wrong
with your ears, you should see an ear doctor.”
After saying that. Elvis got up and went out.
He went away.N?velDrama.Org content.
Olive watched his tall and handsome figure disappear from her sight. The words he just said kept
ringing in her ears, “If I said, the things between me and the women for the past three years were all
fake, would you believe it?
He…?
Olive’s heartbeat suddenly turned chaotic, and the calmke in her heart seemed to have been thrown
by him with a small stone, creating ripples.
No.
She didn’t believe it.
She would never forget the way he locked her in a closet to listen to the moans they made when he
slept with other women. All were facts,
He must have lied to her.
He must have lied!
Olive didn’t wait for Elvis, and after he went out, he didn’te back.
Where did he go?
Olive went to find Elvis.
Soon she saw him by the river. He was standing in the water, holding a wooden spear, spearfishing.
The river looked clear to the bottom. Unmarried boys and girls in the tribe were sshing water in the
river. The most beautiful boy and the most beautiful girl got the most water sshes.
Elvis was standing in the water. He was dressed in ck, tall, and all around him was a clean and
indifferent demeanor. The girls in the river nced at him stealthily and quickly blushed.
It was unknown which girl dared to pour water on him, and then more and more girls poured water on
him.
The ck clothes hugged his body tightly, revealing his solid chest and perfectly toned waist.
His ck belt was tied around his waist. Olive couldn’t look down. She was abstaining.
Elvis’s body is not exaggerated like a fitness trainer’s but looks noble and perfect.
He really came here… to show off!
Olive sat calmly on arge rock, her snow-white feet touching the cool water, making her extremely
comfortable.
She nced sideways at Elvis. He was surrounded by a group of women. She saw his swagger, tsk
tsk, straight but strong shoulders. His waist was narrower and his hips were bigger than a woman’s. He
was standing tall by the river, making the girls blush and jump.
Olive blinked her mischievous and sly eyes, then whistled per v ersely.
Hearing the whistle, Elvis quickly nced at her, his deep gaze down on her small snow white feet.
She wore a ck ethnic dress, her long hair was arbitrarily tied into the shape of flower buds, and her
face was small and white, delicate like porcin, making people’s hearts flutter.
Now her little feet are ying in the water. Crystal water sshes. She dared to look at him with her
sharp eyes, and at the same time whistled at him like everyone else, stubborn and nasty, making him
angry and itchy.
Elvis’s throat rose and fell, andst night’s thoughts were rekindled, and there were marks on his pants.
“Ah…”
A sensitive girl jerked back and embarrassed, but then peeked at Elvis. She really wanted to talk.
Olive sat on the rock with nothing to do. She nced at Elvis’ pants. His pants were wet and stuck to
his thighs. In front of so many girls, he was really… pompous.
Look how fascinated those girls were with him.
Elvis didn’t even look the little girls in the face. At this time, with just one hand movement, the wooden
spear plunged into the water quickly and powerfully.
He caught a fish.
Soon after, he caught the second one.
Elvis stretched his long legs and walked over to Olive.
As soon as he arrived, he took away the glory of all the boys in the n, and some of the boys looked
at him incredulously.
But when Elvis arrived, they automatically gave way.
Elvis’s aura had been at the top for years, and these young men couldn’t struggle.
Elvis walked forward and came to Olive’s side.
His hair, his face was smeared with water, his wet hangs stuck to his forehead. He looked like the son
of a noble family, extraordinarily young and handsome.
His deep narrow eyes stared at her beautiful small face. Heughed, “Why are you whistling?”