The Substitute Bride Doted by My Billionaire Husband

Chapter 121



Chapter 121

Chapter 121 A Birthday Surprise

“No!” Pamela clenched her fists. She couldn’t stay sane or rational, she quickly probed

desperately,

“Mr. Augustine, have you forgotten? You promised to surprise me on my birthday.”

Elvis’s handsome face was calm. He was indifferent and alienated.

“Isn’t this a surprise?”

Pamela suddenly found it difficult to breathe. She finally understood what Elvis implied

by ‘surprise‘. She realized that the fake breakup was all planned inorder for them to

humiliate her on her birthday.

Many people were aware of Olive and Elvis’s relationship. Raven, Harry and North, they

all knew. She had even spoken ill of Olive’s husband in the Red Villa before them.

She was such an idiot!

Pamela was of the habit of comparing herself with Olive. But now she like a compete

loser. The embarrassment and humiliation were too much for her.

Pamela didn’t want to believe what she had just heard, she kept shaking her head in

denial.

“I still don’t believe it, Elvis, you didn’t marry Olive, did you? Olive, why did you steal my

man? You know how much I love Elvis. My goal was to marry him, how can you be his

wife!” Pamela fired furiously.

Seeing her breakdown this way made Olive get a glimpse of the obsession that Pamela

had for Elvis.

Olive’s bright eyes stared at Pamela,

“Pamela, don’t you understand how I became Mrs. Augustine? I didn’t steal your man,

but you willingly gave him to me. Originally, you could have been Mrs. Augustine, but

you didn’t want it.”

What?

Pamela felt as though she had been electrocuted. Olive’s words kept echoing in

Pamela’s ears like a spell. She could have been married into the Red Villa, and she

would have become Mrs. Augustine. How did she lose the opportunity?

Pamela’s legs softened and she almost collapsed to the ground. Fortunately, Monica

stepped forward and supported Pamela.

Monica looked at Elvis awkwardly, she muttered shamelessly,

“Mr. Augustine, don’t be deceived by Olive’s innocent appearance. Infact, she’s perfect

at seducing people.”

“Mrs. Hart, I know better than anyone what kind of an individual that my wife is. I also

hope that you’ll be careful with your words and deeds. I am very protective of the

people that I love.” Elvis’s sharp eyes fell on Monica, interrupting her abruptly.

Monica’s nous went numb. She blinked and gritted her teeth powerlessly.

Pamela’s eyes were reddened as she looked at Monica weakly,

“Mom…”

gave me everything that you ever dreamt of. I kinda contemplated if she loves me.”

Olive scorned with a sweet laugh.

“Olive, you! Pamela, don’t listen to her provocative words. Mom wasn’t aware of this

initially.” Monica tried defending herself.

Pamela’s brain nerves were stinging. She immediately pushed Monica away and was

unwilling to spare her another glance.

Pamela was her most treasured daughter. Now that she was pushed away by Pamela,

Monica felt extremely sad. She swiftly turned to Patrick,

“Patrick, I…”

Patrick understood perfectly what was going on. It was impossible for his favourite

daughter, Pamela, to marry Elvis Augustine.

It was all Monica’s fault, because it was Monica who had planned the marriage. She

had given Pamela’s splendid life to Olive on a platter of gold.

Patrick glowered at Monica.

“Shut up! Don’t you dare call me!”

Monica’s heart was shattered. She had just found her way back to Patrick’s heart and

now they were back to how they previously were.

This time, she wasn’t only abhorred by her husband, but she was also abandoned by

her daughter.

Patrick looked at Olive. He smirked and muttered,

“Olive, everything that happened in the past is my fault. Dad was deceived. You have to

believe that dad loves you…

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Olive chuckled and smiled lightly.

“Mr. Hart!” Olive called out, as the smile on her face had vanished.

Patrick instantly froze.

“Mr. Hart, your love has always been for Pamela and Gabriella. Which other love do you

wanna give to me? Since the day that you kicked me out of the Hart’s family, you kinda

ceased to be my father.”

Patrick gazed at Olive with trembling lips.

“Olive, this…this… this must be some kind of misunderstanding.”

Elvis wasn’t interested in spending another second in there. He lowered his head and

looked at the girl in his embrace.

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Olive nodded,

“Yes.”

Elvis took Olive’s hand and exited the hall.

As soon as the duo left, all eyes fell on the three members of the Hart’s family in the

hall.

“So the fireworks were for Olive and not Pamela.”

“Pamela is pathetic!”

“Who has Olive’s phone number? Boss Augustine loves her so much, I want to be her friend!”

In the snap of a finger, the distinguished guest in the hall had left. They were all high–ranking individuals from across Los Angeles. Pamela, Monica and Patrick instantly became laughingstocks.

Pamela clenched her fists and ran outside. Soon, she stopped.

The entire hotel was covered with fluffy wool carpets, and the romantic gauze flowers were scattered on the floor. The staff stood respectfully.

Elvis held Olive’s hand and walked over. Everyone quickly bowed their heads and cheered, “Happy birthday, madam!”


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