The Substitute Bride: Doted by My billionaire Husband by Sumpto Midway
Chapter 11 Pole Dancing
Elvis stared at Harry.“If you dare touch her. I’ll chop off your fingers. You better sit back.”
“Why so?” Harry questioned angrily.
Raven’s lips arched in a chuckle. Harry furiously sat back. He had great respect for
Elvis, and wouldn’t dare go against him.
Olive was here for the appointment. And of course, Monica was there with her as well.
She wanted making sure that it wasn’t a repeat of the last incident.
Mr Ronald had arrived a little late. Immediately Monica sighted him she quickly
apologized, “Mr Ronald, Olive was so wrong the previous time. I brought her here to
apologize to you.”
President Ronald snorted coldly. “She almost killed me the last time. Do you think a
simple apology could mend the damages that she caused?”
On that day, the wolf dog had licked him. Those sharp teeth almost bit his sacred place.
President Ronald was scared to the
bone.
Whenever he reminisced on that day’s event, all he wanted doing was to strangle Olive
to death.
“Mr. Ronald, how else do you want us to apologize to you?” Monica questioned calmly.
“The apology is too insincere. Let Olive drink from these bottles first.”
Just as Monica was about consenting. Olive said. “I don’t know how to drink. Whoever
agrees to drink, can go ahead and drink.”
“What!” Monica was about going losing it but she restrained herself, and smiled instead,
Receiving Monica’s hint, President Ronald’s eyes quickly swept around Olive’s slender
body.
“Well, let Olive come on stage and dance me a pole dance. That way, I’ll forget about all
that transpired that day.”
Pole dancing?
Monica’s eye’s lit up. It was a perfect offer to her. Pole dancing was a sex dance. Very
suitable.
“Olive, since you’ve come to apologize, you have to show your sincerity. You don’t have
to drink the alcohol, but you have to go on stage and dance.” Monica stated with a
malicious smile.
Olive wasn’t aware of what pole dancing implied. But she smiled and agreed, “Okay. I’ll
dance.”
Olive stood up and walked into the stage.
The music blared loudly. Olive was clothed in a white dress. Her svelte white hands
held the steel pole.
The bar was jammed pack with people. All eyes were focused on Olive. She wrapped
her body around the pole and begun swaying it rhythmically to the sound of the music.
She spun and danced beautifully.
Soon, Olive was done dancing and had fallen to the ground. The applause flowed in as
the crowd cheered relentlessly.
Her dance was so beautiful, one that they had never seen.
Olive headed back to their table. Mr Ronald was driveling. “Olive, I really didn’t expect
your dance to be so perfect. I’ve forgotten about the events of yesterday. But, you have
to come with me to the room. Let’s discuss about the Hart’s medical capital fund.
Olive’s hands and body dripped of sweat. She stared at Mr Ronald’s agitated
expression. “Okay. You can lead the way.” Monica’s eye’s were vicious. She hadn’t
expected Olive to be able to still dance so beautifully after ten years.
Originally, she had saw the pole dancing as an avenue to humiliate Olive. But she
wasn’t expecting Olive to take charge of the stage.
It was still fresh in Monica’s memory that Olive, the former little princess of the Hart’s
family, had been intelligent since was a child. At that time, Olive and her daughter
Pamela attended ballet classes. Although Pamela practiced hard each night, Olive was
the one who was able to dance comfortably on her tiptoes.
Monica thought that since Olive was raised in the orphanage that she would have
forgotten the art of dancing. But her disappointments were massive.
Monica glared at Olive and her urge to destroy her had grown stronger.
Tonight, she would definitely not let her escape again.
Harry sat speechless throughout Olive’s moments. “Bro! Your lady is such a perfect
dancer. I’m afraid no other pole dancer in
this Kiss Land can compete with her.”