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Elvis could do nothing to prevent Olive from participating in the operation with Marvin. This was not

him! This was not Elvis Augustine!

Elvis had started his buisness when he was a teenager. He had never been merciful to his enemy!

Elvis wrapped his arms around her shoulders and pressed her tightly into his embrace. Then he said

softly,

“Well, it doesn’t matter, okay?”

After giving it a thought, Elvis knew that he really could do nothing. He couldn’t break her limbs to

prevent her from going, neither could he imprison her to his side.

He could only endure the enemy’s repeated provocations for her sake.

“Mr. Augustine, thank you.” Olive thanked him sweetly.

Elvis lips curved into a charming arc.

“Mrs. Augustine, you really aren’t sincere with your appreciation. If you wanna show your gratitude,

then use your mouth.”

Olive quickly pushed him away and wiped a little bubble on his handsome cheek, as she turned to

run away.

Elvis grabbed her waist and pulled her back. He leaned over and kissed her red lips.

“Mrs. Augustine, it’s been a while since I took care of you, right? I owe you.”

Olive giggled in his embrace, and avoided his kiss.

“I haven’t washed my hand yet, there are still bubbles on them.”

“Really?” Elvis covered her lips with his. He kissed her red lips and led her to the bedroom.

Olive and Elvis chitchatted for a while. Olive soon fell asleep. While in a daze, she felt her lips being

kissed. Her eyelashes trembled, and her sleepy eyes opened.

It was already late, and the bedroom was dimly lit.

Olive raised her hand to rub on her eyes. Then, she ran her soft white fingers through Elvis’s short

hair.

“Why are you still awake?” She mumbled.

Elvis looked at Olive’s appearance. Her eyes were clear and clean, but a bit drowsy.

Elvis muttered in a hoarse voice,

“Why am I awake? You pepper soup is keeping me awake.”

Only then did Olive feel that Elvis’s body temperature was already hot.

“How about I give you an injection?” Olive suggested sadly.

Elvis let out a soft laugh.

Elvis lifted the blanket and got out of the bed. He went to the bathroom to take a cold shower.

Olive laid on the bed and closed her eyes. He had completely wiped her sleepiness away.

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Olive sat up and the black shirt slipped off her shoulders. Olive covered her collar bone and reached

out to touch her embarrassed face.

She didn’t know what she was thinking when she prepared him a pepper soup!

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Chapter 181 Mrs. Augustine, why are you so embarrassing?

Chapter 181 Mrs. Augustine, why are you so embarrassing?

Elvis was taking a cold shower when there was a knock on the frosted glass door.

Elvis paused for a moment, then stretched out his right hand to open the glass door. Outside the door

was a slender figure.

“Why did you get out of bed? Don’t you wanna sleep anymore? “Elvis asked.

Olive’s eyes really didn’t know where to look. Her pretty face was steaming with heat. She snorted,

“You woke me up, how can I still sleep?”

Elvis reached out and grabbed her slender wrist. He pulled her in and touched her nose lovingly.

Olive’s black shirt was quickly wet, and her slender and beautiful back was against the wall. She looked

up at his handsome face, and then hammered her fist on his chest.

Elvis’s eyes darkened, his big hands clasped the back of her head and kissed her red and swollen lips.

Olive’s fingertips slowly rested on his waist. She moved closer and slowly hugged him.

Elvis moved backwards, letting go of her lips. Elvis was way taller than Olive, thus her red lips. landed

on his bulging throat.

Elvis words suddenly sounded in Olive’s ears,

“Olive, kiss me.” He had muttered.

Olive stood on tiptoe and kissed him passionately.

Dawn the next day.

When Olive’s eyes fluttered open, the sun was already out. She woke up quite late. The morning light

had seeped in through the layers of the curtains.

The room was and warm calm.

Olive stretched out her hand to touch Elvis. But she could only fell the empty bed. Elvis had gotten up.

When did he get up? And where did he go?

They had both slept off in the early hours of the morning. Olive was too drowsy to open her eyes. He

actually got up and went to work as usual.

Olive stood up and got out of bed. She stood by the window and breathed in the fresh morning air. She

could clearly see the employees downstairs arriving for work one after another.

Olive suddenly remembered that she was still in the Augustine Corporation, and in CEO’s office.

Reminiscing on their little chat the previous night, Olive felt a little embarrassed. She knew that she had

to be blamed to preparing him something that pepperish.

Olive quickly washed up. Once she was done, she heard a movement and it was as if someone had

entered the lounge.

“Is Mr. Augustine back?” Olive pondered within.

Olive opened the bathroom door and jumped out in a bid to startle Elvis.

“Mr. Augustine!” She half yelled.

Olive’s enthusiasm had come to an abrupt end, as the individual who had come into the room wasn’t

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Elvis, but a woman.

The woman was still very young. She looked like she was in her early thirties. She was clothed in a red

dress. She had a plump figure and snow–white skin. She was beautiful and charming.

The woman was stunned the moment she sighted Olive. She said quickly,

“Ma’am, I’m here to clean up the CEO’s room and take the CEO’s clothes to be dry–cleaned and

ironed.”

It was the first time of Olive seeing the woman. But she knew that it was normal for Elvis to have

someone who would clean the lounge. She just didn’t expect the cleaner to be so beautiful and

gorgeous.

“Oh, go ahead and clean it up.” Olive muttered and stepped aside.

The woman walked in and started cleaning, she also replaced the bag in the trash can.

Olive looked at the pile of crumpled white papers in the trash can, she immediately stepped forward

and said.

“Don’t worry, I’ll do it myself.”

The woman withdrew her hand from the papers that she picking from the table.

“Okay, then I’ll go clean the bathroom.”

The bathroom door was pushed open, and the woman walked in and begun to pack up the clothes. that

Elvis had taken off the precious night. The woman bent to pick Elvis’s underwear.

Olive quickly stepped forward and snatched the panties.

“You don’t need to clean this place today. You can come back later.”

The woman looked at Olive for a while. Although she felt a little nostalgic and did not want to leave, she

had no other choice than to leave because of Olive was her employer’s wife.

Elvis soon returned to the lounge. He was wearing a white shirt and a black trousers. His outfit was

well–ironed without the slightest creases. He was elegant and expensive. He was like a magnet,

attracting people’s attention.

Immediately he walked into the room. He first glanced at the huge bed. There was no one on it. Olive

had gotten up. He turned as he searched for her with his eyes.

“Mrs. Augustine.” He called out. But there was no response.

However, a sound of water emanated from the bathroom, and there was someone inside.

Elvis walked in and saw Olive washing some clothes by the washstand.

Elvis snuck up behind her and wrapped his hands around her waist.

“Mrs. Augustine, why are you snubbing your man?”

“Don’t touch me.” Olive murmured and shook her body, trying to get him to take his hands off her

waist.

Elvis found her actions strange. He let out a smile and muttered.

“Mrs. Augustine, you’re going too far. Last night, you had snuggled into my arms. Now it dawn, you

can’t recognize me any more. Why are you mad at me?

Olive shook her head and replied,