The Substitute Bride Doted by My billionaire Husband

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Chapter 69

Olive had been waiting for Aunt Rebecca to wake up, so she find out all that happened that year.

“Kelvin was Miss housekeeper, later, Miss married the housekeeper’s son.” Aunt Rebecca uttered and let

out a cough. “Aunt Rebecca, I really don’t comprehend what you mean. I need you to explain them to me

one after the other.”

Aunt Rebecca looked at Olive lovingly.

“Little Miss, as long as you get back the box that your mum left for you, you’ll understand all of this.”

After she finished speaking. Aunt Rebecca tiredly closed her eyes and fell back into coma.

Olive stared at her, she was still surprised at what she heard. She moved hastily to call the doctor.

Olive arrived with the doctor, and he examine Aunt Rebecca’s body and said strangely.

“Miss Hart, the patient’s health has really not been good, but it seems that the patient had taken some

sort of pill. The pill has been keeping her heart from failing.”

Olive check her pulse, just as the doctor had said, Aunt Rebecca really did have a life–saving pill in her

body.

Half a month ago, when she had checked Aunt Rebecca’s pulse, she hadn’t noticed it. To be able to

sustain someone’s life for so many years without anyone noticing, the person’s medical skills were quite

impressive.

Olive knew that it was her mother. She knew that Aunt Rebecca had taken the pill before mum passed

away.

Olive felt that things were getting more complicated. There seemed to be a huge net around her,

shrouding her.

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Olive’s phone rang. It was Patrick.

Olive was not surprised. She knew that Patrick had called to ask about her relationship with the wealthy

boss. Augustine.

Olive swiped the phone screen and answered the call.

“Hello, dad.”

“Olive, hurry up and come home now. I have something to ask you.” Patrick said anxiously.

Olive pursed her lips.

“Okay dad, I also have something to tell you.”

Hart’s family.

Olive went to her grandma’s room first. Mr. Hart was still in coma, but after her last injection, Mr. Hart

seemed to be recovering slowly.

Olive gave him a second injection. The old man had been in the vegetative state for the past ten years.

Putting the needle away, Olive quietly looked at the old man.

“Grandpa, aunt Rebecca said that, you were mom’s housekeeper, what did she mean?”

“She also said that mum had come to LA, could it be that mum wasn’t from LA?”

“Who was the man that she was terrified about?” She questioned calmly and let out a sigh.

Patrick walked into the room and said,

“Olive, come to my study.”

Olive trailed Patrick to his study. Patrick’s face was ugly and cold.

“Dad, did Pamela tell you something? She told you that I was with Elvis Augustine’s card, right?” Olive

queried.

Patrick didn’t deny it.

“Pamela told me that you have Elvis card. I remember back then during Gabriella’s birthday party, the

manager of the Royal star hotel had sent a Rolls–Royce to drive you home. Are you really sleeping with

Elvis?”

Olive’s bright eyes was filled with disgust.

“Did you say same to Pamela? That she was sleeping with Elvis Augustine?”

“You two are different. Pamela isn’t married, but you are. “Pamela defended.

“I can still get a divorce, right?. Pamela and I are both your daughters. Elvis Augustine will still be your

son–in–law. irregardless of whom he marries, right? What’s the difference?”

Patrick scoffed. Of course it wouldn’t be same, and there was a huge difference. Olive was not his

biological daughter.

The news of boss Augustine investing a whooping million plus into his company, had uplifted Patrick

rapidly. Everyone wanted associating with him.

Now that he learned that Olive was actually entangled with Elvis, Patrick was about to die of anger.

“President Augustine belongs to Pamela, and Pamela intend marrying him. So Olive, break up quickly

with President Augustine.” Patrick reprimanded sternly.

Olive chuckled and muttered indifferently.

“Dad, don’t you think that whosoever marries president Augustine, depends solely on who president

Augustine likes?”

Olive’s words had ignited the anger in Patrick, suddenly, the study door was pushed open and Pamela

walked in.

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Pamela looked at Patrick soothingly, and said cutely,

“Dad, don’t worry about Olive. I know what to do.”

Patrick was so satisfied with Pamela. He took in a deep breathe and focused his gaze at Olive.

“You’re also my responsibility, I know that I kinda didn’t discipline you. Well, I’ll find a university for you to

go to. Look at Pamela, she finished abroad and has now been accepted by the Ivory Council.”

Olive turned to look at Pamela.

“You’ve been accepted into the Ivory Council?”

“Yup. I haven’t had the time to tell you the good news. I was successfully accepted into the splendid

medical institute.” Pamela’s eyes shone with pride.

Olive pondered for a while, then said,

“Dad, I also want to enter into the Ivory Council.”

“What did you say?” Patrick suspected that he had misheard her. He ruthlessly attacked her.

“You want to enter the Ivory Council, are you dreaming? Have you been to college? How will the Ivory

Council admit you?”

Olive was still very young. She only graduated from high school.

There was a hint of contempt in Pamela’s eyes. She gently advised,

“Olive, we don’t mean to look down on you, but you definitely won’t be able to enter into the Ivory

Council.”

“We’ll see.” Olive smiled lightly and walked out of the room.

“Pay zero attention to her, I’m certain that she’s crazy. If she can enter into the Ivory Council, I’ll… Just

forget it, it’s not possible.”

Pamela returned to her room. She took out her phone and called Gwen.

“Let me tell you something hilarious that happened. Just now, Olive said that she wants to enter into the

Ivory Council, wouldn’t it be fun if you posted this online?”

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