Chapter 61 She Won’t Go Home Tonight
North was a hot star, one whose photograph was requested by media reporters
wherever she went. So today, she wore a low–key disguised dress.
She was clothed in a black jumpsuit, with a small feathery white bag. This could he
passed off as a very simple dress, but on North, it looked stunning and full of vitality.
Afraid that she would be recognized, North wore a feathery white hat. Her brown curly
hair was lazily draped over her shoulders. She effortlessly pulled people’s attention to
herself.
Olive waved her little hand and her mood instantly changed from gloomy to bright.
“North? Over here!”
North raised her eyes and quickly walked over. She reached out and held Olive’s
beautiful face.
“Olive! I haven’t seen your face for some days.”
Olive was amused, she muttered with a smile.
“Neither have I seen yours.”
North’s manger, Erica Dante, was pushing her suitcase. She saw that lots of people
were taking our their phones to take pictures.
She moved to North and Olive and said to them,
“Good day Miss Olive. Miss North, I think that it’s too ostentatious here. Let’s get into
the car first.
“Good day.” Olive responded with a smile.” Okay sure let’s go ahead.” She added as
they walked out of the airport. lobby.
A high–class luxury car had already arrived to pick them up. Erica placed the suitcase in
the trunk.
“Olive, let’s get in the car.” North pulled Olive into the car.
“Where are you headed?” A deep male voice sounded.
North turned and her eyes met with Elvis’s, she stretched out her small hand and took
off the black sunglasses, revealing a small face which was as beautiful as LA.
“Mr. Augustine, I’ve admired your name for such a long time.”
North paused and glanced at Erica.
“I didn’t expect to meet Mr. Augustine immediately I arrived. Erica, Mr. Augustine car is
here to drop us off, you can go ahead with my suitcase.”
“Okay Miss.” Erica nodded and got into the car. North and Olive exited the car, as the
driver drove off with Erica.
As a gentleman, Elvis opened the rear door of the Rolls–Royce Phantom.
“Do come in.”
Olive got into the car. North quickly moved closer to her. She blinked awkwardly and
whispered,
“Olive, you really do have a good eyesight.”
“North? What are you talking about?” Olive whispered back.
Elvis got into the car, and the conversation between the girlfriends had ended abruptly.
The car had started smoothly, Olive looked at North who sat beside her.
“North, how long will it take before you go back?”
For the last two years, North worked with a very tight schedule. In addition to filming
and acting, she also had numerous buisness activities, which included attending the
quarterly fashion shows of topnotch brands.
North pondered for a while. She raised her eyes and looked at Elvis who was sited on
the driver’s seat.
“Mr. Augustine, I heard that you spent 1.2 million for Hart’s medical. My friend Olive
here has a very good personality and doesn’t know how to beat people. But me? I’m
quite different. If I beat Pamela who is a certified bitch, will you feel bad?”
Elvis raised his handsome eyelids and looked at North through the rearview mirror. His
eyes fell on Olive’s bright
eyes.
“I’m not acquainted to her, so feel free to do whatsoever you wish.”
It was more like he was speaking to Olive, who kept avoiding his gaze.
North didn’t utter another word to Elvis, she pulled Olive’s slender arm.
“Olive, we haven’t seen each other for a long time. Don’t go back tonight, come stay
with me.”
Before Olive could respond to her, Elvis quickly furrowed his brows and said quickly.
“That’s not a good idea, okay?”
“Why, why not?” North asked with her face clouded with confusion.
“I can remember vividly that you both just met in New York. It’s barely been a while
since you both saw each other.” “Not seeing each other for a day, feels like not seeing
each other for more than a year. President Augustine, you can spend a million plus on a
girl. but can’t allow my Olive spend the night with her best friend, Why that?” Elvis felt
his head ache. He was certain that Olive’s best friend kept bringing up the topic on
purpose. “If Olive doesn’t return home, she’ll be missed by plenty people, such as
grandma, and Phoebe.”
North ruthlessly added,
“That’s their business.”
Elvis didn’t say another word. His eyes fell on Olive’s face.
Of course, Olive understood what he implied. He didn’t want her passing the night with
North, because he needed
her home.
The dignified CEO of the Augustine corporation had intentionally used his grandmother
and the innocent Phoebe as his shield, where as it was him who would miss her.
Olive nodded.
“Okay, North, I’ll pass the night with you. Mr. Augustine, please inform grandma that I
won’t be coming home tonight.”
Elvis retracted his gaze. He focused his eyes at the bright neon light outside the
window. He twisted his lips and said.
“Just stay for the night. I’ll pick you up tomorrow.”
“That won’t work. The duration on which Olive will stay at my place will be dependant on
my mood.” North protested.
Elvis knew better than to argue with a woman. Olive raised her eyes and looked at Elvis
who sat in front of her. His face was indifferent and devoid of emotion.
The button on his shirt was unbuttoned twice. The man was elegant and charming.
Olive was certain that he indeed was angry. She looked away.
The car arrived in front of North’s apartment. Olive and North exited the car. North said
politely to Elvis,
“Thank you, Mr. Augustine, goodnight.”
They both headed into the apartment without looking back. They walked into the
elevator and North said proudly,
“He seemed to be angry. He deserves it. As your family, if I don’t stand up for you, who
will?”
Olive really didn’t want to deal with Elvis for the time being.
They got into the apartment. North smiled and said,
“It seems that the night that you returned from New York, boss Augustine really was
satisfied, because what was that expression on his face when I said you weren’t going
home. If you didn’t show your support for my choice, I would have been afraid.”
Olive chuckled and muttered,
“We did nothing though.”
“Really? Olive, honestly? How far have you guys progressed?” North questioned with
furrowed brows.
“Uhm well.” Olive hesitated, she turned her head and her eyes met North’s inquisitive
eyes.
“Okay, fine. We just kissed!”
