Chapter 416
The Substitute Bride Doted by My Billionaire Husband
Chapter 416 Returning to Elvisâ bedroom
Mr. Paulo was indeed thinking about how to deal with Joyce, her descendants, and the blood of immortality, but he was also obsessed with the elixir of life. He doesnât want to die, he wants to live forever.
Initially, he wanted to grit his teeth and tell Jean not to hand over the recipe, but the Ne cro poison Olive ordered the researchers to get from Houston was too strong. Anyway, Mr. Paulo was getting old, and now this fear of losing his life frightened him, and he wanted to ask for help.
However, Jean rejected him!
The cloudy eyes of Mr. Paulo glued to Jeanâs handsome face. Olive says he raised a lun atic, a monster. At this time, Mr. Paulo truly feels that Jean is a lu natic and a monster.
Olive looked at Jean again and asked, âYoung master Paulo, do you want to choose again? You can see that your grandpa really wants to live. Your grandpa is so nostalgic for this world. He likes power, status, fame, and obsession with the elixir of immortality, but youâre forcing him to die.â
Jean looked at Olive. This is Oliveâs strength, she knows better than anyone how scared his grandpaâ
is to die.
The game had progressed to this point, getting more and more boisterous, Jeanâs blood boiling. He wouldnât let Olive win, so he sacrificed his grandfather, he wouldnât blink.
âYoung master Paulo, it seems you donât need to think much more. Mr. Paulo, take care of yourself, and Charlotte, you have to be careful too. Nora is already in prison, Mr. Paulo is also dead, and the next person to sacrifice is you.â Olive looked at Charlotte with clear eyes and said.
Charlotteâs whole body trembled, she fell on the carpet. She desperately wanted to get up, but after trying several times, her legs went limp.
Charlotte feels that Jean is like a cruel devil who will sooner or later drag her into the abyss, so she shyly crawls onto the ground and hides behind Mr. Paul.
At this time, Jean reached out to help Charlotte, but Charlotte pushed his big hand away, âNo! Donât touch me!â
Jeanâs hand stiffened, and he looked at Charlotte. Charlotte was trembling all over, and she avoided him like a snake.
Jeanâs face quickly returned to normal, he took out his mobile phone and was about to call: âGrandpa, I will ask someone to take you to the hospital.â
âNo need!â Mr. Paulo gritted his teeth and spat out two words with all his might.
At this time, someone ran in, it was Mr. Pauloâs men. They quickly carried him on a stretcher and took him away.
Charlotte didnât want to stay, so she pulled on her dress and followed Mr. Paulo.
Mr. Paulo and Charlotte both left, and Jean stood there alone, his face dark and silent, and he said nothing.
Olive looked at Jean, saying, âJean, youâve got nothing but potions now. When you abandoned them, they abandoned you too. Congratulations, youâll be homeless from now on.â
Jean couldnât help but appreciate Olive. Today she acted well in one play after another, not only turning the tide but also cleaning up every single person who bullied her.
Pauloâs whole family was divided by her.
Years ago, Joyce Brown dealt a fatal blow to the Paulo family, nearly causing the Paulo family to perish.
Years later, Joyceâs daughter, Olive, opposed the Paulo family again, with ruthless and powerful means, causing the Paulo family to be destroyed overnight.
Jeanâs dark blue eyes fell on Oliveâs small face, and he slowly curled his lips, âCompared to me being homeless, I expect your old age to strike in the blink of an eye. Iâll wait to see how long you can stand it.â
After saying that, Jean strode away.
The whole family left, Oliveâs slender eyelids trembled, and then she closed her eyes, her body directly collapsing.
But a strong arm reached out in time, wrapped around her slim waist, and then she fell into a hug that was both strong and warm.
Olive saw a familiar handsome face a second before her vision went dark, it was Elvis.
Elvis caught her.
She could also hear his low and magnetic voice calling her nervously, âOlive! Olive!â
Olive opened her eyes and woke up.
Now she was lying on the big soft bed, looking at the crystal chandelier shining overhead, with the luxurious curved ceiling. She didnât know where she was.
She seems to have passed out in the scientific research facility.
At this time, the door was pushed open, Mrs. Samantha ran in, âOlive, youâre awake! Why are you getting up? Lie down and rest.â
Olive tilted her head and said in amazement, âGrandma, why are you here? Where am I now?â Olive didnât expect that the first person she saw after waking up was Mrs. Samantha.
âOlive, youâre at The Red Villa now. This is Elvisâs bedroom. Elvis took you home.â Mrs. Samantha replied.
What?
Did she actually go to Elvisâs The Red Villa, and was lying on his big bed when she woke up?
Mrs. Samantha lovingly took Oliveâs small and soft hand, âOlive, youâve worked hard these past few days. Elvis brought you home. Just stay here first, donât think about anything. Female boxers also need to rest, letâs take care of your health first.â
At this time, Betty pushed open the door and entered, holding a bowl of peach birdâs nest, âYes, Olive, after you left, the old lady and I missed you so much. Please stay here to nurture.â
A warmth flowed into Oliveâs heart, and her whole body felt warm. This long-lost warmth relaxed her tense brain nerves, and she felt like she was back home.
She had never felt so hard these days, but at this moment with Grandma and Betty, she felt tired and wanted to lie in bed lazy for a while.
Olive reached out and hugged Mrs. Samantha, gracefully pressing her small face to her, âThank you, grandma, Grandma loves me the most-â
Mrs. Samantha smiled and touched Oliveâs long, silken black hair.
âOlive, eat the birdâs nest while itâs still hot. Open your mouth quickly.â
Olive obediently opened her small mouth and let Betty put a small bowl of birdâs nest in.
At this moment, a âclickâ sound, the bedroom door was suddenly pushed open, and a tall handsome figure entered. Elvis returned.
Elvis just returned from work. He wore a well-fitting black suit, underneath were black trousers that hugged his proud long legs. He is handsome and noble.