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Chapter 115 Pamela had returned
Gwen jerked startledly and fell to the ground. Just now, she was almost killed by Raven’s violent
reaction.
“Rave, it’s me.” Gwen peeked slowly and looked at Raven.
Raven stood up from the bed and stood before Gwen, who laid embarrassed on the ground. He knew
how North’s body felt, Gwen couldn’t come close.
He should have noticed the movement when he hugged her. But he was fascinated by lust, and also with
the fact that he had given her the room key. He didn’t expect someone else other than North.
With the thought that he just hugged a random girl, Raven couldn’t help but want to wash himself
severally.
Raven stared at Gwen as though he had been poisoned. Gwen didn’t think that he would react in such a
way. A few moments ago she was confident, but now that Raven wanted killing himself because he
found out that she wasn’t, North, Gwen’s esteem was thrown to the ground.
Gwen was extremely frightened. Her charming thoughts were now exchanged with a sudden pain. She
knew that she had to say something, else Raven might hurt her badly.
“Rave, North was the one who gave me your room’s key.”
Raven had already suspected it, but now that Gwen confirmed it, he took in his lips and his chest
pounded heavily. He raised his right foot and kicked a chair.
How dare she!
Gwen was so terrified that she shivered.
“Rave, I’m saying the truth. North also said that you like slutty women, that I should try to serve you
tonight.”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAfter all these years, Raven felt that what he was most proud of was his self–control. After all, without
self–control in such a primitive family that he grew up in, he would definitely have gone bunkers.
But North was all that he fantasized about. The self–control that he was most proud of wasn’t visible in
her presence.
Raven stormed away from Gwen, he went to the counter and brushed away all the red wine to the
ground. He smashed everything in the room.
Such commotion naturally attracted the attention of people outside. Harry had rushed over and kicked
open the door,
“Brother, what the hell happened? What are you doing? Fuck, Gwen, why are you here?”
This was the first time that Gwen had seen Raven’s beastly side. Now that she saw Harry, she felt like
she saw her
saviour.
“Bro, save me!” Gwen cried out.
Harry didn’t have time to think about what his sister was doing in Raven’s room.
“Rave, I’m so sorry that she bothered you, I promise that this will never happen again.”
The room was messy. Raven’s handsome features were glowing in the dim light. He narrowed his eyes
and spat out a word.
“Get out!”
“Gwen, come on, let’s go!” Harry quickly took Gwen and left the room.
Raven entered into the bathroom and turned on the shower. While still under the shower, he placed his
phone. beside his right ear and asked,
“Where’s North?”
A respectful voice which was that of his private secretary replied, “Young master, North just left Kissland
bar.” Raven was silent for a while, and then he casually said, “Have someone suspend North’s schedule.
Once you’ve informed her, do well to let me know.”
Olive was walking in the hallway as she reminsce on how Elvis had asked her to call her husband. Her
face flushed embarrassingly.
Elvis walked over and tried catching up with her.
Why was he here?
Olive turned around and hastened her steps. But after a few steps, Elvis had caught up with her. He
stretched out his strong arms and wrapped around her waist, pulling her into his embrace.
“What are you running for?” He whispered into her ears.
Olive snorted. “I don’t have a buisness with you. Haven’t Pamela returned with your cigarettes yet?”
Elvis chuckled lightly, and his faced conveyed a happy expression.
“This was all your idea, wasn’t it? I sent her to buy a pack of cigarettes just so she could go away for a
moment.”
Olive turned around, her face was close to body as she sniffed his entire body like a dog.
Elvis pushed open the door of the room and carried her in.
“What are you sniffing?” He inquired.
“I wanna be sure there isn’t any female scent on you. Pamela was literally hovering around you.” Olive
pouted like a spoilt girlfriend.
Elvis was a little overjoyed.
“I have a tigress at home. I wouldn’t dare to mess up.”
“Okay, I’ll trust you only for now. Mr. Augustine, I’ll go ahead, Pamela will return soon.” Olive pushed him
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmand made to excuse herself.
But Elvis didn’t move a bit. His tall and straight body locked her in his embrace.
“I won’t let you go, Mrs. Augustine, call me your husband.”
“No!” Olive muttered with a smile.
“Really?” Elvis’s big hand landed on her waist and he gently pinched her twice.
“It’s ticklish… Mr. Augustine, let me go!” Olive muttered amidst laughs. “Are you shy? No one will laugh
at you. Come on, call me your husband.” “No.” Olive laughed and struggled to free herself from his
embrace.
Pamela’s anxious voice suddenly sounded from outside.
“Mr. Augustine?”
Pamela had returned!
Olive summoned all the strength in her, as she pushed Elvis away.
Elvis pressed his heavy body on her body, and kissed her lips passionately.
“Stop, Elvis. Pamela is outside.” Olive pushed his face away and refused to kiss him.
Elvis slowly let go of Olive and he said audibly to Pamela’s hearing, “I’m here.”
Pamela quickly walked over to the door when she heard the voice.
“Mr. Augustine, are you here?”
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Olive’s eyes widened in fright. It was a single room with an antique screen blocking it. Now that she and
Elvis were behind the screen, Pamela couldn’t see them.
But Olive was still frightened that she held her breathe.
“Mr. Augustine, Pamela’s here.” Olive whispered.
Elvis looked at her, then he said, “I think that Pamela has an eye for me. She’s coveting my masculinity. I
can’t guarantee what she’ll do to me, so just stay here and watch over me.