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The Substitute Bride Doted by My billionaire Husband

Chapter 261
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Chapter 261 Fall in his chest

Elvis came forward, tall and long-legged, standing in the hallway in front of her, one hand in his pocket,

the champagne-colored lights of the hallway illuminating his handsome face from every angle. He wore

a black shirt and black pants, delicate, luxurious and seductive. “Meow-”

Phoebe cried out twice.

Olive didn’t expect to meet him in the Imperial bar, she froze on the spot.

Elvis came here to find Phoebe. Normally Phoebe is very clingy and never leaves him. Every time a girl

appeared around him, Phoebe would meow violently, as if asserting her own sovereignty. He didn’t

know what the cat was trying to assert.

Today Phoebe suddenly disappeared, when he found it, he saw the scene in front of him in the hallway,

his little Phoebe being hugged by a delicate girl. He didn’t know how to describe it, but her expression

was so sweet.

Phoebe, who maintained an inexplicable hostility towards all the girls, unexpectedly fell obediently in

the girl’s arms. As the girl’s small hand slipped through its soft white fur and kneaded, Phoebe felt very

comfortable.

“Meow-”

Phoebe called Elvis two more times. “Boss, look, your wife’s[] here. Stop finding anyone else,” it

wanted to say that.

Elvis stepped forward with his long legs, stopping in front of Olive. He’d seen her in the car after school

in the afternoon, but now that looking at her closely, he could see her beauty shining. Her bright, clear

pupils, which were already beautiful, were now more like stars, sparkling when looking at him.

Unfortunately, her face was covered with a veil, so he couldn’t see her face.

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“This is my cat.” Elvis said with his deep voice.

“Oh,” Olive’s eyelids fluttered slightly as she spoke. She suppressed her pounding heart, handing

Phoebe to him, “Just now it followed me, so I hugged it. Here you are.”

He looked at her, reaching out to

“Meow-”

pick up the cat.

Phoebe didn’t want to go with Elvis, her little legs struggled wildly, grabbed Olive’s long hair and pulled

her hard. “Ah.”

Olive let out a low groan, her slender body fell forward, and the next second it was against Elvis’s

warm, vital chest.

Their bodies were glued together in an instant, and the pleasant, clear man’s scent quickly invaded

her senses.

Olive raised her bright eyes and looked at him in surprise.

Elvis didn’t expect such a thing to happen, either. Now her slender soft body touched his lap, her small

face looked up, her clear eyes looked at him, like those of a bewildered deer.

Elvis felt his heart being gently scratched by the kitten, both painful and itchy.

This girl is very similar to little Phoebe.

“Are you okay?” Elvis asked in a low voice.

Olive shook her head, I’m fine, I’m sorry”

“Then let go first.”

Only then did Olive realize in her panic, her small hands clutching his black shirt, now her fingertips had

pierced the delicate expensive fabric to touch the strong muscles on his waist. They were tough, full of

masculine strength.

Her fingertips suddenly felt like they were on fire, and even her snow-white earlobes turned red. She let

go of her small hands and hurriedly took two steps back.

Today Olive tied her hair in a low ponytail with a butterfly headband. Phoebe took off her headband,

she stepped back, her long black hair flowing like a waterfall, drawing arcs that sparkled in the air.

At this moment, a soft, seductive voice suddenly came from behind: “Olive.”

Olive turned around, and North Paulo came.

North Paulo wore a wide knee-length black elastic dress today, her enchanting curves and soft lazy

aura exudes elegance in the dress. Her hair is flowing gently, her face is small, her red lips are bright

and her teeth are white. She’s so attractive as a red rose that has just bloomed. “Olive, come here.”

Olive walked quickly over, “North, you’re here.”

North pulled Olive to her side, then raised her willow eyebrows at Elvis in front. “Mr. Augustine, this is

my best friend. She didn’t offend you, did she?”

Elvis glanced at Olive, “No.”

“Well then, Olive, this is Mr. Augustin, the business magnate of Imperial. If you offend him, we won’t be

able to survive in the Imperial.” She said and smiled.

Olive nodded, “I get it.”

“So Mr. Augustine, we ‘ll go first.” North Paulo took Olive’s small hand and led her away.

The two stopped looking at him and chatted: “Olive, you broke off your engagement with Noah

White?”

“Yes.”

“It’s better to cancel it early, there are many good men in the family, you can choose at will.”

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Elvis didn’t hear their conversation anymore. They went to the bar and ordered two c ocktails. One of

them is as pure as crystal, the other is as bright as a summer rose. Soon they caught everyone’s

attention.

At this time, a waiter brought two coc ktails: “Miss, these coc k tails were given to you by the gentleman

over there.”

Someone was enthusiastic about giving them drinks.

Elvis didn’t leave but stood there watching, at this time, Raven’s low voice sounded in his ear, “What?

Do you like them?”

Elvis glanced, Raven had gone out, and now he was lazily leaning against the corner of the wall and

looking at him.

Elvis frowned, “What’s wrong with you and North Paulo? Her sharp words are aimed at me, won’t

she blame me?”

“Come on, I won’t blame you for this. North Paulo just has a problem with you. She hasn’t talked to me

lately, she said that because I was your friend and I would be like you.” Raven looked at Elvis. He

meant Elvis was the one who got him involved.

Elvis didn’t know when he offended North Paulo. She is a rose with thorns. His deep narrow eyes fell

on Olive’s delicate figure. “She and North Paulo are best friends.”

Raven glanced at Olive with cold black eyes. Even though they were strangers, Elvis’s gaze was still

drawn to her in an instant.

“Yup, I heard she’s the youngest daughter of the Hart family. That must be true. She was lost at a

young age and grew up in a village in Los Angeles.” Raven said nonchalantly. Elvis didn’t answer, his

handsome face was covered by the dim darkness and couldn’t be seen clearly. “Relax. I’ll go first,” said

Elvis.

Then he left with Phoebe in his arms.

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