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Chapter 96
Chapter 96
Chapter 96 Mr.Augustine, you’re such an idiot.
A ringtone sounded from the other end, it was quickly answered. Olive almost
suspected that he had been awaiting. her call.
However, when the call was answered, Elvis didn’t say anything.
“Hello? Mr. Augustine, why don’t you say something?”
Elvis’s deep and magnetic voice slowly passed over with a faint hoarseness,
“I thought you wouldn’t call me anymore.”
Olive bit her underlip. He was quite self aware, what had happened that night made her
ashamed to call him.
“Huh?” She muttered in a bid to wave off the air of awkwardness.
The receptionist had been watching Olive keenly. She didn’t know who Olive was
calling. But she was certain that it was not her own CEO.
The receptionist concluded that Olive was speaking to her boyfriend. She didn’t like
children who were raised wrongly. She concluded to exposing Olive to Elvis, when he
arrives.
A convoy of luxurious cars drove slowly into the corporation. The guards quickly
stepped out and opened the door. respectfully.
Elvis was back.
“Oh my gosh, the CEO is back!” The receptionist eyes lit up.
Olive was sitting on the awaiting seat, of course she saw what was going on. The
elevator was opened and the company’s executives who were clothed in suits, walked
out. They were heading to welcome someone.
Olive quickly turned her head and saw Elvis outside through the window.
Elvis had just arrived the office from his private hangar. He was dressed in a formal suit,
with a white shirt, tie, dark blue buisness vest and a black thin woolen coat.
“President…” The executives made to say something, but they were quickly interrupted
by Andrew, who raised his right hand. He winked, indicating to them that CEO was on a
call.
The executives immediately went silent, wondering who the CEO was calling.
Elvis held tighter to his phone, then muttered in a low voice, Content © NôvelDrama.Org 2024.
“Olive. I’m sorry for that night.”
Olive could clearly see what he looked like at the moment. She pursed her lips,
“Mr. Augustine, you’re apologizing over the phone. I don’t feel the sincerity of your
apology at all.”
Elvis licked his lower lips. He had been trying all he could to avoid her, but he really was
aching to see her.
“I’ll see you later, okay?” He said with a soothing voice.
Olive felt her heart ache. She had already guessed the reason why he had been
avoiding her.
“You don’t have to look for me anymore.” Olive responded a little angrier.
“Understood, I won’t harass you anymore. Don’t worry, grandma understands
everything now. Our marriage was only a contract, if you want we can get a lawyer to
dissolve it.” Elvis spoke calmly with his left hand in his pocket.
Olive interrupted.
“If you really don’t want to harass me again, don’t mention that again.”
“Olive, I can compensate you if you want. Jewelries, diamonds, aircrafts, you can even
have my card. I won’t take it
back.”
Olive stared at him through the window.
“You really are generous, so you want to break up with me, and you think material
things can be used as a compensation.”
Olive, with my card, you can purchase anything you want for the rest of your life.”
Olive went speechless. He was as domineering as ever.
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Mr. Augustine, no need to look for me later. I’m already here.”
Elvis’s body seemed to have been ignited, he turned around and searched for her.
The executives present were stunned. They wondered who their president was looking
for.
“Where are you? I can’t see you.”
Olive watched him search for her with his eyes.
“Don’t be daft, look up, will you?”
Elvis looked up and sighted her beside the window. She was staring at him.
Elvis hung up and walked in quickly. His tall body stopped before her.
“Why are you here?”
Olive raised her beautiful face and looked at him.
“Maybe I could have waited outside for you.”
The receptionist had froze on her seat.
“What was going on?”
“Could it be that this girl was on phone with the CEO?” Those were the questions that
flowed through her mind.
Elvis eyes reddened and stared fiercely at Olive.
“What are you doing here? Have you thought about the consequences?”