The Substitute Bride: Doted by My billionaire Husband by Sumpto Midway
Chapter 23 The Man She Saved
Who was that woman?
Elvis was a matured man. It was his personal phone.
Is the woman his lover?
Why were they together?
The questions flooded Olive’s mind.
“What really is my relationship with Elvis, and why would I need his help?”
She was just a contract wife. It was normal for him to have a lover outside.
After being abandoned at nine. She had taught herself to grow independently. Apart
from North, she didn’t dare to entrust her sincerity to anyone.
She didn’t want to be stabbed in the back again by her loved ones, hence she pushed
them away.
However, this man named Elvis has barged into her life forcefully. And in such short
period of time, he had broken a wall she had built in ten years and made her become
dependent on him.
Dependency, when turned to a habit was bound to make one weak.
Olive’s hands and feet were cold. She calmed her self and took out her phone. She
typed a message and Forwarded it to Derrick.
“See you tomorrow night!”
Abroad, in the presidential suite, the public relations director, Rita Donaldson stared at
Elvis’s phone strangely. Andrew Peters walked in.
“Director Rita, who told you to enter the CEOs room? And why did you answer his call?”
Rita tapped on the documents in her hands,
“Secretary Andrew, I brought the documents that needs to be reviewed by the CEO.”
“The CEO doesn’t like people entering his room and also touching his personal
an excuse, hurry up and leave.”
“Yes secretary Andrew.”
“By the way, who called just now?” Andrew inquired.
Rita shook her head and said,
“I don’t know. The person hung up without saying a word.”
Andrew didn’t care about it. He waved his hand and said.
“Let’s go back to work. The CEO will be leaving soon.”
“But secretary Andrew, why is the CEO in such a hurry to go back?”
“Rita, you’re here to work right? Why don’t you focus on your job?”
“I’m sorry.” With that, Rita walked out of the room.
The next day.
Olive went to see Derrick, she stood at the door and rang a bell.
Soon the door flung open and Derrick stood beside the door. Olive walked in andDerrick
closed the door.
“Derrick, where’s aunt Rebecca? How do I know if you’re saying the truth? Place a call
to her. I want to hear her voice.” Olive went straight to the point.
Derrick nodded, he took out his phone and dialed a number. He handed over the phone
to Olive, who placed it
beside her car.
Aunt Rebecca’s familiar voice sounded.
“Hello, is this young master? When are you going to let me speak with young miss?”
Aunt Rebecca had always refered to Olive’s mother as Miss, and Olive, little miss. Ten
years had elapsed and she still called Olive little miss.
Olive’s felt a sore in her throat as her eyes reddened. Everyone has changed, but Aunt
Rebecca hadn’t.
“Hello, Aunty Rebecca, it’s me, Olive.”
“Little Miss, is it really you?…” She stopped as she coughed vehemently.
Olive knew that Aunt Rebecca’s body had depleted in recent years.
Olive held the phone nervously.
“Aunt Becca…”
Derrick grabbed the phone from her and hung up
“Now you can see that I spoke the truth.”
Derrick held the phone and approached Olive who was moving backwards.
“Don’t come any Closer. Our deal is that you hand over aunt Rebecca to me, then I’ll
sleep with you.”
A frown covered Derrick’s face,
“Olive, weren’t you aware of the bid? Now you’re begging me to give Aunt Rebecca to
you!”
“Derrick, you’re the one who didn’t understand the deal. Now you’re begging me to
sleep with you!”
“Olive, where do you generate your confidence from?”
Olive sneered,
You slept with Gabriella last night, but you called me so I could sleep with you. Your
dissatisfied face is my greatest confidence.”
Derrick glared coldly at her.