Chapter 134
The Substitute Bride Doted by My Billionaire Husband
Chapter 134 I will never have children in my life.
Olive let out a sweet laugh.
âThatâs not true maâam.â
âOlive, letâs get down to buisness. Iâve already flown to LA. I called so I could invite you to a dinner party. Can you squeeze out time from your busy schedule?â Bounty asked.
The dinner was the exact one that Pamela was bragging about some ***ago. If she attended, then Pamelaâs reaction would be interesting to watch. But Olive couldnât agree immediately as she needed to get Elvisâs consent. âThanks so much for your invitation maâam, but I really canât give you a precise answer at the ***.â
âI await your answer my dear. You must come, if you donât, then the entire dinner would be meaningless!â Bounty persuaded.
âOkay maâam. Iâll be there.â Olive agree, and then hung up.
She began studying the mandala flower, as she had to find a cure for Elvis as soon as possible.
Soon it was six oâclock in the evening. The school had closed for the day. Olive phone rang out. This time, it was Elvis calling Olive quickly swiped the screen and said in a sweet voice, âHello, Mr. Augustine, are you done at work?â
âYea, Iâm done from work. I just left the company. My Mrs. Augustine seems to be more busier than me these days. Do you get paid for studying overtime?â Elvis teased in a low and magnetic voice.
Olive let out a chuckle. She didnât plan on informing him about the mandala flower.
Experimenting on the poison was very risky and he would definitely stop her.
âMr. Augustine, why donât you come pick me up from school?â
âI canât right away. I wanna go back to the Red Villa.â Elvis replied.
âHeading home to see grandma? I havenât seen grandma in a while. Take me with you.â
Elvisâs right hand was focused on the steering, and his left hand clenched to his phone.
His handsome eyebrows were filled with tenderness.
âI wanna go get some documents my darling. Iâll pick you up in about an hour, so we could have dinner together.â Elvis responded.
Olive didnât give it another thought as she nodded obediently.
âAlright then, I want to eat a seafood dinner.â
âOkay, Iâll have my secretary inform the chef.â
The Red Villa.
Bounty arrived quite early. Immediately she got off the plane, she headed straight to see her mother, the old lady Samantha.
In the living room, Bounty handed Mrs. Samantha a suitcase and a doll. She leaned over her shoulder and hugged her.
âYouâve been so busy **. Itâs so hard to see you.â Bounty ***as she snuggled up into the old ladyâs arms. The old lady loved Bounty so dearly. Bounty had inherited her youthful beauty and radiance.
The old lady touched Bountyâs curly hair and smiled lovingly.
âI wanna stay here for the time being. I want to stay with Elvis.â
Elvis and Marvin were both Bountyâs nephews. But immediately the old lady mentioned, Elvis, Bountyâs body froze. â***, youâre always so partial. You donât have only one grandson. Itâs always about Elvis, how about Marvin? Have you ever cared about him? Heâs also in LA as well.â
âReally? Marvin is here too? Bounty, you know that the reason Iâm not really worried about Marvin is because I know that youâve spoilt him with all the love in this world.â
Bounty adjusted and slowly disengaged from the hug ***, Marvin is different from Elvis. You know that Marvin is the heir. In the future, the Augustine familyâs legacy would be handed over to him.â
âAnd for Elvis, you and I know that heâs not ****stable. Has his sleep disorder been solved yet? Of course it hasnât, the worse it gets, the more likely heâll turn into a beast.
Heâs quite dangerous to be around, Iâd advise you stay away from him.â
Mrs. Samanthaâs face was expressionless. Bounty suddenly adjusted from the sofa and questioned, âSo ***, what do you say?â
The old raised her head and looked at Bounty.
âWhy would I want to go back to Canada? Or the Imperial city as you all call it. Elvisâs father is a wealthy buisness man. And what about Marvin? Heâs the youngest academician, and heâs just twenty. But how about Elvis? You all are aware of his condition, but what have either of you done to help him?â
âHas his father fulfilled his responsibility as a father to him? Youâre his aunt and youâre a teacher, have you ever taught Elvis anything? Have you ever been interested in tutoring him? Marvin is engaged in the medical field. saving the dying and wounded. Has he ever thought about saving his own brother?â Mrs. Samantha fired angrily. âI donât need yâall to do anything for Elvis anymore, but please, just donât make him get ***faster than he should. Yall gave up on that child. Why are you still thinking about his actions? Do you guys still wanna send him to the psychiatric hospital?â
Bountyâs face suddenly turned pale. She interrupted cruelly, âHow is it my fault that that woman gave birth to him? I still havenât forgotten how she seduced my husband. I was seven months pregnant, I rolled down the stairs and injured myself! I lost my child and my uterus was damaged forever! Thatâs the reason why I can never conceive in my life!â Bounty yelled amidst sobs as tears welled up in her eyes.
âIâm in my forties, ***. Women my age already have grown children, but I was deprived of being a mother. Have you ever pitied me **?â The tears flowed relentlessly down Bountyâs cheeks.
âBountyâ¦âMrs. Samantha called tenderly.
A light knock landed on the door, disrupting the sad atmosphere.
The old lady and Bounty both turned their heads to to direction of the door. At the entrance, a tall and handsome figure stood. Elvis had returned. He was clothed in a black suit.
The light at the entrance was dim, and Elvisâs handsome face was hidden in the dimness.
Bounty stiffened. She quickly raised her right hand and wiped away her tears.
Elvis walked in with steady steps. He hooked his lips and smiled, âAunt, why didnât you call me when you arrived LA? I would have picked you up.â