The Substitute Bride Doted by My billionaire Husband

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Chapter 73 She agreed to the bet

It was simply an impossible task.

Olive looked at Hudson, her clear eyes pierced into his eyes. She nodded firmly,

“Understood, director Hudson.”

She had agreed.

Pamela and Greg stared at Olive as though they had seen a ghost. Although Hudson didn’t like Olive, he

said nothing

else.

“The three of you should return to your respective post.”

After saying that. Hudson coldly glanced at the people who were recording the incident with their phones,

he reprimanded them loudly.

“Don’t you have something to do? Do you want me to invite you to my office?”

The onlookers had already watched a fantastic show, and the video had also been streamed online, so

they swiftly ran away, leaving no trace.

Hudson Donald also left.

As soon as Hudson left, Greg glared at Olive.

“What method did you use in entering into Ivory Council?”

Olive stared at him and queried,

“Why should I tell you, are you my friend?”

Pamela looked at Olive from the crown of her hair, to the sole of her feet. Olive had won the bet and had

really entered into the institute. As for what method she used, it was still a mystery. She was certain that

Elvis must have helped her in.

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Elvis was the only person who could pull off such impossible stunt. With an order from him, whosoever

he wanted. would enter into the institute.

Pamela’s heart was filled with envy, she hated Olive’s guts. But her beautiful face did not reveal an iota

of the evil in her heart. Instead, she uttered worriedly,

Olive, the bet between us was just a little siblings fight. Now that you’re in, can you pass the test?”

“Yea, that’s the question now, can you pass the test? Go in and see how big our pharmacy is. You simply

can’t memorize all the substances within three days. Leave now, to avoid future humiliations.” Greg

echoed.

“This issue has already become a big deal. Even the medical research institute has been involved, Olive,

how long can you keep up with this?” Pamela asked in anger.

Olive watched them talk amongst themselves. She furrowed her brows.

“It’s my business, right? You don’t need to worry about it. We’ll all see how it’ll end.” With that Olive left

them and went into the pharmacy.

Pamela, this sister of your is really arrogant, but you don’t have to worry about her. She’ll be humbled at

the end” Greg muttered.

“Greg, thank you for always helping me out. I’ll treat you to dinner sometime.”

Greg was once again filled with admiration for Pamela. While still lost in his wonderment, Pamela’s

phone in her right hand had rang.

It was Gwen.

Pamela excused herself to an unoccupied place and answered the call.

“Hello, Gwen.”

Gwen’s angry and anxious voice came in,

“Pamela, what’s going on? Olive actually entered the institute. We lost the bet! North’s fans are laughing

at us. We’ve been slapped in the face.”

Pamela’s expression was unchanged, she muttered.

“This must be the handwork of Elvis.”

“What! It wasn’t enough that he gave her his card, now he helped her get into Ivory Council. I really don’t

know what sort of love portion that that girl gave to Elvis.” Gwen fumed.

Pamela was quite.

Gwen quickly realized that Pamela was angry, so she immediately changed her tone.

“Pamela, what should we do now?”

Pamela pursed her lips and said coldly,

“They’ll be no need to do anything. Now that she’s here in the Ivory Council, Olive has to use her skills in

order not to be kicked out. In three days. Olive is bound to be kicked out by director Hudson. Don’t worry,

we’ll have the last laugh.”

Gwen also thought of the director’s test. They really would have the last laugh.

Hudson had returned to his office. Many of his colleagues walked over and asked him,

“Director Hudson, what method did Olive Hart use to get into our Institute?”

“That’s right. Director Hudson, Olive only graduated from high school and had no medical experience.

How could she be admitted?”

Hudson had the same opinion as his colleagues. The Ivory Council was a highly held institute, Olive’s

admittance was a shame to the institute.

However, as the director, Hudson could not reveal his sentiment.

“Everyone, return to your duty post. I did give Olive a task to test her medical ability, she’ll be sent away if

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she fails to deliver.”

After everyone had returned to their positions. He poured himself a glass of water. He admitted that he

was deliberately trying to get rid of Olive. It really was impossible for anyone to perfectly memorize about

twelve. thousand names in three days.

If he was to follow his temperament, he would not have allowed Olive into the institute’s gate, but he had

remembered the call that he had received the previous night. It was the dean who personally admitted

Olive.

Olive opened her social media account. Her followers had increase from eight million to twelve million.

The trending search was all about her, and all her related post.

The netizens didn’t waffle to comment their thoughts.

“Olive really got into the institute. Unbelievable!” One had commented.

“I thought the other party was certain that Olive wouldn’t get in. Lol.” Another netizen commented. Her

comment seemed to have triggered alot of countering opinions.

“Don’t be too complacent, the test is in three days, I hope someone won’t be embarrassed.”

Olive knew that alot of drama was bound to ensue. A great population in LA had been defeated. Olive

placed her phone in her bag and entered the pharmacy.

A chubby girl ran out and smiled enthusiastically,

“You’re Olive, right? My name is Divine.”

Olive stared at the chubby, yet pretty girl.

Olive smiled.

“Hello, Divine.”

“Olive, I’ve heard your story. I really do admire you. I really want you to stay here, don’t worry, I’ll help

you learn the names of the medicinal substances.” Divine spoke happily.

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