Chapter 518

Chapter 518 He Has Autism.

An hour later.

With a click, the closet door was pushed open from the outside, and a trace of light seeped in. Elvis stood beside the door, as he stared at Olive, who had curled up in a corner.

Olive moved. Her white hands supported the wall and she stood up. Her face was dry and there

were no tears on it.

Olive raised her head, she looked at him, and asked calmly, “Are you okay?”

Elvis sneered slightly. “This round was so much fun. We will be going on another round soon. If Miss Hart is interested, she can stay and watch us.”

Olive’s two white hands supported the wall as she walked out slowly. “No need, I’ll take my friend and leave now,”

Olive walked out of the closet. As soon as she reached the room, she saw that ground was littered with Hazel’s and Elvis’s clothes. At first glance, one could see that the duo had satisfied themselves with each other’s body.

Hazel was still in the room. She was getting dressed. Her fingers were h ooked on the suspenders of her nightdress. She was sweating, as if she had been working really hard.

Hearing the approaching footsteps, Hazel turned around and looked at Olive.

Hazel’s eyes didn’t convey the arrogance that she had earlier exuded. She seemed tired.

Olive was not interested in spending another second in there, so she opened the door and left.

Hazel looked at Elvis. Hazel understood perfectly what had happened.

Everything was fake, her moans were fake. All of the act was for Olive to watch.

Elvis stared at Olive’s slender figure until she disappeared from sight.

“I hope you understand what just happened?” Elvis asked.

“Yes, I understand!” Hazel nodded.

“Get out!” Elvis ordered heartlessly.

Hazel did not dare to linger. She quickly grabbed her clothes and ran away without looking back.

Hazel understood perfectly. Elvis locked Olive in the closet, and had pretended to be having sex with

her.

However, irregardless if what Elvis did was was right or not, it was a world between him and Olive

Everyone was a third party.

Elvis adhered to the advice of a psychologist and sent Nathan to a private aristocratic kindergarten.

Psychologists were of the opinion that Nathan’s IQ was amazing. He was hostile to even the psychologists who came to treat him.

He would not receive treatment.

Elvis personally drove Nathan to the noble kindergarten.

He touched Nathan’s little head, and said, “Nathan, you’re going to school from now on, You are here

to listen to the teacher and behave well, I’ll pick you up from school in the afternoon.”

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Nathan carried his small schoolbag and nodded.

At this moment, Mr. Lucas from the kindergarten walked out and held Nathan’s little hand. “Mr.

Augustine, don’t worry about Nathan, he’s in perfect hands. We will take good care of him.”

“Okay, Mr. Lucas, I’ll communicate with you about Nathan’s situation at any time.” Elvis replied.

“Okay, Mr. Augustine. Nathan, say goodbye to daddy,” Mr. Lucas raised Nathan’s hand and waved to Elvis.

Then he took Nathan to the classroom.

In the class, the children in the room circled around Nathan, as they tried to get acquainted to him.

“Hey, what’s your name? You’re so beautiful. You’re prettier than some girls.”

“Let’s be good friends. My name is Earl.

Nathan had inherited the good looks of Elvis and Olive.

With such looks, all the kids in his class wanted to be his friend.

However, Nathan sat on his desk indifferently and was not interested in making friends.

Outside the classroom, Mr. Lucas led a beautiful figure over.

“Miss Hart, this is the class you will be taking. These children are all cute little angels. We need to deal with them with love, patience and tolerance. Among them, a little kid just arrived, and his situation is special and needs your special attention. It’s that little boy over there, his name is Nathan, Mr. Lucas pointed to Nathan.

Olive was here. She got first-hand information that Elvis had sent Nathan to this private aristocratic kindergarten, so she went ahead and applied for a teacher in the school.

Ever since she had parted ways with Elvis at the Emperor’s clubhouse, she did not expected anything more from Elvis. All she wanted was to see her son, Nathan.

Olive trailed Mr. Luca s’s finger and saw Nathan inside.

Her heart instantly softened. Her little Nathan was different from Levi and Ivy.

Three years ago, after she gave birth to her children, she had only seen him for a moment.

Since she woke up, she had been thinking about her little Nathan every moment.

She thought about how he was, what he looked like, and if he even missed her.

Now that Olive finally saw Nathan, she gazed at his face which exuded the same indifference and temperament as Elvis.

At this moment, Mr. Lucas said, “Mr. Hart, I have to tell you about Nathan’s situation. Nathan is three years old this year, but he still doesn’t know how to speak. Moreover, he is indifferent and never plays with other children. I was told that he has autism.”

Olive suddenly trembled and looked at Mr. Lucas in shock. “Mr. Lucas, did you mean that Nathan has autism and can’t speak yet?”

“Yes, Miss Hart.” Mr. Lucas nodded solemnly.

“Although Nathan was born with a high IQ, unfortunately, he is a child with a psychological defect.”