Chapter 217 Olive’s rival in love
Pamela’s words instantly awakened the memory that Elvis had buried deep in his heart.
Elvis’s fingertips slowly loosened. After so many years, he had never forgotten about the girl in the
cave.
Elvis suddenly became unable to attack Pamela.
Pamela breathed the oxygen desperately. A second ago, she almost lost her life. It dawned on her that daring to challenge Elvis was her risking her life.
Nevertheless, she won the bet.
Elvis had repeatedly tolerated her because of that memory. If it wasn’t for that memory, Elvis would have made sure that sure that she disappeared from Los Angeles,
Pamela touched her reddened neck, then boldly rushed up and hugged Elvis’s waist.
“Big brother, I know that you’ve always cared about me, let me be your woman tonight.”
Elvis’s body temperature was burning hot. In order for her plan to be perfectly executed, Pamela had bought the most powerful medicine.
“Big brother. I love you.” Pamela stood on tiptoe and couldn’t wait another second to kiss Elvis’s thin lips.
When Elvis scented the smell of Pamela’s artificial perfume, he turned his head and avoided her kiss.
Elvis reached out and pushed her away. He didn’t know what was happening to him, but his mind. was filled with Olive’s beautiful face. He missed her soft body and the scent on her body.
Elvis looked at Pamela and shook his head.
“It’s not you.”
Pamela’s nervous heart skip ped a beat. Did he notice something?
A knock landed nervously on the door.
“Pamela, come out and meet me! Mr. Augustine, are you in there? Open the door quickly.” Olive’s voice beckoned from outside the door.
Pamela’s eyes widened. Marvin didn’t take his opportunity, and had allowed Olive go.
Elvis’s tall and handsome body froze. He turned around and walked towards the door. He wanted to find Olive.
He felt really uncomfortable, and his mind was filled with her. Now that he heard her voice, every cell in his body clamoured for her.
“Elvis.” Pamela grabbed him and reminded,
“Have you forgotten that Olive is poisoned by the flower, and the only way for her to be saved is by going to Imperial with Marvin. Do you think it’s best to open the door and meet her, than for her to go with Marvin and be saved?”
Elvis’s footsteps stopped. He was only a few steps away from the door. She was within his reach, but his feet felt heavy and he could no longer move.
Elvis knew that he couldn’t afford to see her, or hug her, or kiss her. The best love he could show to
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her right now was to endure and let her go.
“Elvis, can you hear me? Why don’t you open the door? I don’t like you and Pamela being in the same room. You’re giving me ideas.”
“If you dare to touch Pamela, then know that I won’t want you anymore. I’ll kick you out of my heart!” Olive’s voice was tinged with tears, as she kept banging on the door.
Elvis clenched his fist and let gritted his teeth. Olive was his girl, and he didn’t want to hear her cry. but he didn’t know what to do at the moment.
“Elvis, don’t go out to meet her. Let her go. Let me stay with you. You can think of me as Olive.”
Elvis’s eyes were reddened as he looked at Pamela. The aphrodisiac incense was really strong, and he longed badly for Olive.
“Olive.” Elvis reached out and pushed Pamela onto the bed.
Outside the door, Patrick looked at Olive who was about to collapse.
Monica had joined in the hallway. She finally understood what her daughter’s plan was. She sneered and said.
“Olive, you’ve made such a huge noise, but president Augustine hasn’t still opened the door for Boss Augustine doesn’t want to talk to you. He chose Pamela over you, my dear.”
you.
– Elvis, be gentle, you’re hurting me!” Pamela’s coquettish voice sounded from the room.
Olive’s face was pale, her eyes were red, and tears dripped down her eyes. She used her fingernails to dig into the door, injuring herself in the process.
“Elvis, come out now, you really don’t want me anymore, right? You can’t be with Pamela, you’re mine!” Olive muttered and cried on the door.
Growing up. Olive knew that crying was the most useless thing to do. But now, she couldn’t control herself as she cried bitterly.
She felt that her heart was being grabbed by a big palm, causing her breathe to seize. She couldn’t open the door and Elvis had refused to come out.
Marvin stood at the corner and watched Olive cry. He had asked her to leave Elvis. He couldn’t understand why she was in so much pain and reluctance.
After about thirty minutes, the door opened and Elvis walked out.
Olive quickly raised her eyes and looked at Elvis. Elvis was wearing a simple black shirt and black trousers. His clothes were wrinkled, and his scarlet eyes still had some lust in them.
Olive’s gaze fell into the room. The ground was littered with clothes, and the bed was stained.
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