Chapter 136
The Substitute Bride Doted by My Billionaire Husband
Chapter 136 Itâs You, Itâs All You âElvis, youâre the eldest son of the Augustine family, and youâre married to a lady who only graduated from high school?â Bounty shook her head unbelievably.
â***, if your father finds out, he would definitely be angry. And your father was already searching for a bride for you. The lady your father had in mind was the daughter of one of his rich friendsâ¦â
Before Bounty could complete her sentence, Elvis had already stood up. He interrupted Bounty indifferently, âMy father has never cared about me. And as expected, I donât need him to handle my marriage. I alone make the decision.â
âAunt, Marvin, Iâll go ahead.â Elvis touched his pocket to confirm his car keys. Once he was certain that his car keys were indeed In his pocket, he walked out from the door and left the villa.
Bounty quickly turned to look at her mother.
â****, you really donât care about this issue, do you? The Augustine family is a wealthy family. How could Elvis marry a nobody?â
The old let out a laugh and replied.
âI approved of this marriage, Bounty. If my son isnât satisfied with it, he can come directly to me.â
Bounty suddenly went mute. She knew better arguing with her mother.
After Elvis had left, Marvin didnât want to stay for dinner. On their way out of the villa, Bounty whispered to Marvin, âMarvin, your brother and grandmother really are unbelievable. How can they marry a regular girl for Elvis?. And I also feel like theyâre hiding something. Theyâre quite mysterious, as though theyâre hiding some sort of treasure. Itâs really funny though.â
Bounty was the principal of Holy Nile academy, and the daughter of the Augustine family. She only mingled with wealthy and influential people.
Marvin lowered his handsome eyelids and didnât utter a word.
Bounty held Marvinâs hand and said, âMarvin, the standard of marrying from a rich family will never be used on you. You can marry whosoever you like, as long as she has a clean background, and sheâs also talented. Oh, I forgot to add, and the woman isnât ***. Then sheâs a perfect match for you.â
Bounty sighed as she remembered something.
âMarvin, your fiance doesnât know that sheâll be your fiance. She is Joyce Brownâs daughter. Joyce Brown is a legendary woman. Probably no one knows that Joyce is the actual founder of Holy Nile. But after she was successful in establishing the school, she handed it to me and disappeared with her daughter. Joyceâs daughter really doesnât know what the future holds for her. You and Joyceâs daughter will be a perfect match.
That Iâm certain off.â
Marvin wasnât very interested in topics like this. He withdrew his arm and muttered, âAunt, Iâll go ahead.â
Looking at Marvinâs cold and handsome figure, Bounty quickly reminded.
âMarvin, donât forget about the dinner tomorrow.â
Before Monica could complete her speech, Marvin had already disappeared from her sight.
Bounty smiled as she thought about Olive. She really did like Olive.
Elvis was driving along the road. His phone rang out and it was a call from the old lady Samantha. Elvis swiped the screen and answered the call.
âHello, grandma.â
âElvis, donât take your auntâs words to heart, okay?â The old ladyâs soothing voice passed over.
Elvis looked at the traffic behind him through the rearview mirror, then he turned the steering wheel.
âGrandma. Iâm fine. Donât worry about me.â
The old lady sighed, âIâm sorry for all what youâve been through my child. â
Elvisâs face was indifferent, âGrandma, I grew up quite early. I no longer need my parents.â
Mrs. Samantha let out a sigh and hung up. Elvis kept the phone in the passengerâs seat and continued driving. Soon. he had arrived at the Ivory Council.
Elvis got out of the car and didnât go in. Instead, he leaned against his luxurious car lazily. He took out his phone and sent a message to his wife. Once he was done, he threw the phone into his pocket.
Elvis took out a cigarette and lit it with a lighter. As he awaited Olive.
In the pharmacy of the Ivory Council, Olive received a message from Elvis, informing her that he had arrived. Olive quickly ran out and walked out of the instituteâs gate. At a glance, she spotted Elvis who was leaning against his car.
Elvis was clothed in a black suit, but the buttons of the suit were opened, revealing the white shirt underneath. The shirt was tied by an expensive black belt around his trousers. Elvis was smoking a cigarette with one hand, and the other hand was in his pocket.
Olive slowly tiptoed behind him and covered his eyes with her hands.
âGuess who I am.â
Elvis stopped smoking. Oliveâs soft voice sounded directly into his ears. He pursed his lips and responded, âMy Mrs. Augustine.â
Olive let go of his eyes and Elvis turned to face her. Oliveâs palm-sized face was resting on his stiff shoulders.
Elvisâs heart suddenly softened.
Olive looked at him and muttered playfully, âMr. Augustine, you didnât even notice me. Which vixen are you thinking of?â
Elvis reached out and wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her into his embrace. His thin lips fell on her long hair as he kissed her.
âYou, Olive. Itâs you that I think about.â
Olive reached out and hugged his fine waist.
âMr. Augustine, whatâs wrong with you? Why are you unhappy? Didnât you just return from the Red Villa? Did you do something bad and grandma scolded you?â
Elvis narrowed his handsome eyes and questioned, âWho said that Iâm unhappy?â
âThen if youâre happy, smile, donât be cold.â Olive pinched his handsome cheeks with her hands.
Elvis looked down and a smile appeared on his face.
âThatâs good.â Olive commended and pressed her face against his strong chest to show her happiness.âHello, grandma.â