Chapter 61
The Substitute Bride Doted by My Billionaire Husband
Chapter 61 She Wonât Go Home Tonight North was a hot star, one whose photograph was requested by media reporters wherever she went. So today, she wore a lowâkey 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 peopleâs attention to herself.
Olive waved her little hand and her mood instantly changed from gloomy to bright.
âNorth? Over here!â
North raised her eyes and quickly walked over. She reached out and held Oliveâs beautiful face.
âOlive! I havenât seen your face for some days.â
Olive was amused, she muttered with a smile.
âNeither have I seen yours.â
Northâs 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, âGood day Miss Olive. Miss North, I think that itâs too ostentatious here. Letâs get into the car first.
âGood day.â Olive responded with a smile.â Okay sure letâs go ahead.â She added as they walked out of the airport. lobby.
A highâclass luxury car had already arrived to pick them up. Erica placed the suitcase in the trunk.
âOlive, letâs get in the car.â North pulled Olive into the car.
âWhere are you headed?â A deep male voice sounded.
North turned and her eyes met with Elvisâs, she stretched out her small hand and took off the black sunglasses, revealing a small face which was as beautiful as LA.
âMr. Augustine, Iâve admired your name for such a long time.â
North paused and glanced at Erica.
âI didnât 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.â
âOkay Miss.â 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 RollsâRoyce Phantom.
âDo come in.â
Olive got into the car. North quickly moved closer to her. She blinked awkwardly and whispered, âOlive, you really do have a good eyesight.â
âNorth? What are you talking about?â 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.
âNorth, how long will it take before you go back?â
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 driverâs seat.
âMr. Augustine, I heard that you spent 1.2 million for Hartâs medical. My friend Olive here has a very good personality and doesnât know how to beat people. But me? Iâm quite different. If I beat Pamela who is a certified bitch, will you feel bad?â
Elvis raised his handsome eyelids and looked at North through the rearview mirror. His eyes fell on Oliveâs bright eyes.
âIâm not acquainted to her, so feel free to do whatsoever you wish.â
It was more like he was speaking to Olive, who kept avoiding his gaze.
North didnât utter another word to Elvis, she pulled Oliveâs slender arm.
âOlive, we havenât seen each other for a long time. Donât go back tonight, come stay with me.â
Before Olive could respond to her, Elvis quickly furrowed his brows and said quickly.
âThatâs not a good idea, okay?â
âWhy, why not?â North asked with her face clouded with confusion.
âI can remember vividly that you both just met in New York. Itâs barely been a while since you both saw each other.â âNot 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 canât allow my Olive spend the night with her best friend, Why that?â Elvis felt his head ache. He was certain that Oliveâs best friend kept bringing up the topic on purpose. âIf Olive doesnât return home, sheâll be missed by plenty people, such as grandma, and Phoebe.â
North ruthlessly added, âThatâs their business.â
Elvis didnât say another word. His eyes fell on Oliveâs face.
Of course, Olive understood what he implied. He didnât 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.
âOkay, North, Iâll pass the night with you. Mr. Augustine, please inform grandma that I wonât be coming home tonight.â
Elvis retracted his gaze. He focused his eyes at the bright neon light outside the window. He twisted his lips and said.
âJust stay for the night. Iâll pick you up tomorrow.â
âThat wonât work. The duration on which Olive will stay at my place will be dependant on my mood.â 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 Northâs apartment. Olive and North exited the car. North said politely to Elvis, âThank you, Mr. Augustine, goodnight.â
They both headed into the apartment without looking back. They walked into the elevator and North said proudly, âHe seemed to be angry. He deserves it. As your family, if I donât stand up for you, who will?â
Olive really didnât want to deal with Elvis for the time being.
They got into the apartment. North smiled and said, âIt 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 werenât going home. If you didnât show your support for my choice, I would have been afraid.â
Olive chuckled and muttered, âWe did nothing though.â
âReally? Olive, honestly? How far have you guys progressed?â North questioned with furrowed brows.
âUhm well.â Olive hesitated, she turned her head and her eyes met Northâs inquisitive eyes.
âOkay, fine. We just kissed!â