Chapter 57
The Substitute Bride Doted by My Billionaire Husband
Chapter 57 He gave her 1.2 million Staring at Gabriellaâs elated face, Pamelaâs face was indifferent. She just muttered softly, âGabriella, I have already arranged a foreign school for you. You can fly over to study in the next few days. Donât worry about the family affairs.â
Gabriella was stunned. She didnât ever envision studying abroad. She pouted and said, âSister, why do you want me. to study abroad? Do you really not want me around?
Donât you like me?â
Pamela held onto Gabriellaâs hand and caressed her soothingly.
âGabriella, youâre my sister, how could I not like you? Itâs easy to suffer losses by staying here. You can be rest assured to study abroad. I will provide your monthly expenses.
The last sentence seemed to have excited Gabriella, as a smile appeared on her face.
âSis, will you give me as much money as I need?â
âYes, whatsoever you need Gabriella, just let me know.â Pamela tapped on Gabriellaâs nose dotingly.
Gabriella smiled happily.
âThen Iâll go back now and pack my things.â With that Gabriella hopped away.
Pamela stood with folded arms and watched Gabriella leave. The smile on her lips gradually disappeared, and her eyes showed cold disgust.
Gabriella was a piece of trash to Pamela, and keeping her by his side would drag her down.
Pamela heard some footsteps approaching her. Pamelaâs face swiftly changed back to a gentle and soft look.
âPamela.â Patrick called out.
Pamela turned and said to him.
âDad, why did you have to come so late? Iâll take care of things here. Go back and rest.â
Patrick looked at Pamela with satisfaction. Pamela had worked so well. His greatest wish was for her to inherit Hartâs medical.
Pamela was wearing a pink velvet dress. Patrickâs eyes was filled with appreciation and love.
âDid you give Gabriella an offer to study abroad?â
Pamela nodded.
âDad, Gabriella is no longer a child. Mum spoilt her since she was a child. Iâve already contacted a very good school abroad to let her study. Most of the students are from famous families, and I hope Gabriella can make some friends as well.â
Pamela calmly narrated to Patrick that the university was full of rich people. And if Gabriella could get herself a rich boyfriend, Derrick might come back for her.
Patrick loved Pamela the more. This daughter alone, knew the way to his heart.
âAlright, Iâll leave it to you. I trust your judgement.â
âUhm, Pamela?â Patrick called out.
âYes dad.â Pamela responded with her eyes glued to his face.
âItâs about Hartâs medical. The company is about to go bankrupt. It needs alot of money.â
Pamela took her lips into her mouth, and then released it almost immediately.
âDad, donât worry about the money, I have a solution.â
Patrick had always known that his daughter had the skills, but now that she had agreed so readily, Patrick was still a little unconvinced. She was studying and had just returned to LA. Where was she gonna get the money from?
Pamela knew Patrickâs doubts. She looked into his eyes and added, âDad, I can help you with Bartâs medical finances, but on one condition.â
âWhat condition?â
You canât divorce my mother.â
Patrickâs expression swiftly turned cold. He was fed up with Monica. As long as he had his senses with him, he was bound to reminisce on the video that he had watched. And it was very likely that heâd go bunkers if he saw her often. Hence the reason he needed the divorce.
âDad, you can think about this. I believe that when the Hartâs medical bill is settled, you will give me an answer.â
Pamela left him at the corridor and entered the ward.
In the ward. Pamela looked at Monica who was still in a coma. The wound from the whip had festered and inflamed.
If she hadnât arrived earlier, Monica would have definitely died.
A sneer appeared on Pamelaâs lips. She knew that Olive would return one day, but she did not expect her methods to be so severe.
However, no matter how harsh Olive was, Pamela didnât see her as match.
Pamela took out her phone and dialed a number. The called was answered in a few seconds. A low and magnetic voice sounded.
âHello.â
âMr. Augustine, long time no see.â
In the Augustineâs Corporation, in the CEOS office, Elvis stood handsomely by the window.
Elvisâs handsome face was indifferent. He just lightly lifted his thin lips and said, âWhat do you want?â
âMr. Augustine, do you remember that you promised me three things seven years ago?â
Elvis said nothing. Pamela who had always been focused, subconsciously tugged on her phone. She was deeply in love with this elite king, but she was also afraid.
Every time she saw him, her pounded faster, especially when he was silent and unpredictable.
âMr. Augustine, you have already done the first thing. Now I want to name the second thing. My fatherâs medical company is on the verge of bankruptcy and needs a large amount of capital.â
âHow much?â Elvis muttered.
â1.2 million.â Olive said the number gently.
A few seconds later, Elvis replied, âIâll let the secretary do it.â He hung up afterwards.
In the CEOs office, Elvis looked sideways at his private secretary, Andrew.
âAndrew, 1.2 million dollars, you can do it, right?â
Andrew knew about the daughter of the Hart family, Pamela. She was known as the first socialite in LA. She could be said to be quite outstanding.
But that was before. Ever since Oliveâs return, Andrew felt that Olive was even more dazzling than Pamela.
âCEO.â Andrew said carefully, âYour wife will soon know about this matter. Your wife hates the Hart family and Pamela very much. Now that you intend investing 1.2 million, you are helping your wifeâs enemy.
What will happen to maâam Olive?
Elvis pursed his lips. He knew that once he invested 1.2 million, Olive was bound to be aware. However, he owed Pamela his life.
About seven year ago, Pamela had rescued him from the ice and snow.