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Chapter 774
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Chapter 774 Elvis is the big brother!

Olive didn’t always think about saving people that year, so when she heard about Elvis being saved,

she wouldn’t feel embarrassed to think about it, but now that Peterson said this, she couldn’t help but

feel embarrassed.

Big brother…

Could it be that Elvis was the…big brother…she saved back then?

Could it be that Pamela and Naomi were both impersonating her? Did they impersonate her in turn?

“Miss Hart, don’t think too much. That’s why my master didn’t dare to tell you. The reason why he went

to look for the girl that year was because he thought it was not an easy thing. He did it twice. It’s very

unusual for that girl to be replaced by Pamela and Naomi respectively, so he wants to find out the

whole truth and see who’s playing tricks,” explained Peterson.

Olive braced herself. She said, “Oh, 1 see. I won’t think much more.”

“…” Peterson looked at her calm demeanor, not really understanding what she was thinking.

“By the way.” She said. She wanted to confirm. “Where was Elvis saved by that girl?”

“There’s a picture there. It’s in the drawer of his study.”

What was she waiting for?

She would check it out right away.

Olive immediately got up and walked out.

“Hey Miss Hart, where are you going? My master is still waiting for you downstairs to have dinner

together.”

Olive didn’t turn around. She said, “Let him eat by himself.”

Olive and Sadie quickly disappeared from sight.

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It’s over. Miss Hart must be angry. Candlelight dinner tonight is just the boss and the pigeons. Peterson

felt he had caused a disaster, so he quickly went to find Elvis.

Elvis was downstairs of The Broadview Hotel. He was waiting for Olive. Just now she had agreed to

have a candlelit dinner with him, but she suddenly said that she had work to do, asking him to wait So

he would obediently wait here.

However, he waited and waited, but didn’t see Olive.

What was she doing?

He was about to go in to find her, but at this moment Peterson hurried out: “Master, something’s

wrong.”

Elvis purged his thin lips and said in displeasure, “What? I don’t want to hear anything now. I’m going to

go find Olive for dinner.”

He tried to get in.

“Master!” Peterson hastily called, stammering: “Don’t come in to look for Miss Hart. She… She has

already left.”

She left?” Elvis said, “How could she? She agreed to join me for a candlelit dinner.”

He had been waiting for a candlelit dinner a few days ago. Even if she had an apoitment, jtwas-time

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to go with him. He wouldn’t believe that she had just left.

But Peterson nodded affirmatively: “Yes, master, Miss Hart is gone. She even said…you could eat by

yourself.”

“…” Elvis’ handsome face immediately turned cold, a mist immediately covered his handsome

eyebrows, “Tell me. What happened?”

Peterson’s legs went limp, almost falling to his knees, “Master, it’s all… my fault. Miss Hart came

looking for me today and tricked me. She said she knew what was going on between you and Naomi.

So… I was too naive. I accidentally told everything… to her!”

An ice-cold light shot out from Elvis’ deep narrow eyes. He stared at Peterson, which meant “You’re

dead!”

Peterson curled up weakly, shaking.

“Where did she go?”

“She seems to have gone… to your mansion, master.”

Without saying anything. Elvis took the car keys to the luxury Rolls-Royce Phantom, pressed the

accelerator, and sped away.

Peterson could only stand in place and fend for himself.

Olive took Sadie to Elvis’s mansion, straight into the study on the second floor.

Actually, in her heart, there was speculation, but confirmation was better. She slowly reached out her

small hand and opened the drawer below.

Is Elvis the big brother of many years ago?

The drawer was opened, and Olive took out the photo. She looked at it with her eyelids lowered.

That place was exactly the place in her memory.

It was here, in the snow of that year, that she saved a big brother!

It turns out that Elvis is really that big brother, and the girl that he always keeps in his heart and never

forgets is her!

Olive wanted to laugh. In fact, she curled her red lips into a smile. She reached out and stroked the

photo with her soft white fingertips. Before he left, he said he would come back to find her!

What an idiot. She was right in front of his eyes but he didn’t know!

Who did he find?

Did he find Pamela?

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Did he find Maomi?

How st upid is he?

At this moment, Sadie came over and asked, “Princess, what’s wrong with you?”

Olive stood up with the photograph and said, “I know everything. I’ve found the key. I know what

happened that year.”

Sadie couldn’t help but give her thumbs up. Her princess is truly the best.

At this time, outside the door, there was a steady sound of footsteps. These footsteps weren’t calm as

usual but rather urgent. Someone was coming.

The maid outside said, “Sir… Sir, Miss Hart just arrived. Right now she’s in the office…”

Before the maid finished speaking, the doar of the study room was pushed open by a large hand, and

Elvis’ tall and handsome body came into view.

Elvis rushed over.

Olive raised her clear eyes to the man at the door. Ten years have passed in the blink of an eye, the

unconscious brother in her arms has grown into such a handsome, mature and noble man. He no

longer needed the warmth and trust she gave him, because he was strong enough to overturn the

clouds, and his thick, straight shoulders could protect any girl in the world from the wind and the

rain.

She didn’t expect her to meet him so soon.

Sadie and the maid hoth stepped back. Elvis was outside the door and came in. He was covered in a

dusty mist, his narrow, deep eyes looking at the picture in Olive’s hand and then her pretty little face.

He said, “Olive, listen to me. It’s not what you think.”

Olive’s clear eyes looked at him seductively. “Oh? Mr. Augustine, what happened? Please explain it to

me in detail.”

Elvis had thought she would be angry. She was indeed a little angry right now, but even more beautiful

and showed off her charm.