When Love Becomes a Thing of the Past (Zoey) novel Chapter 101

Chapter 81

Chapter 81 Olive’s Drunk

All the ladies in LA looked at the entrance of the bar. Elvis was really here.

Raven and Harry also accompanied him. The three men stood and didn’t utter a word.

The combination of the three giants in LA, it was exhilarating.

“Wow, Mr. Augustine is so handsome.”

The ladies gasped at Elvis’s handsomeness. The ladies were the type who would yell

happily at the presence of a famous male actor. But with Elvis’s handsomeness bare

before them, they forgot all about their idols and worshiped him.

Pamela coldly glowered at the reactions of the socialites. If it wasn’t that she needed to

teach Olive a valuable lesson, she wouldn’t have given the ladies an opportunity to see

Elvis.

Pamela knew that Elvis was infact, extremely powerful and wealthy. And hence, women

would always flock around him.

However, who Elvis ended up, depended on the ladies’s ability to attract his attention.

This, Pamela was confident that she could.

Pamela coughed lightly and turned to look at Gwen.

Gwen said quickly,

“Okay, y’all shouldn’t be a nympho, boss Augustine is indeed charming, but he likes

Olive. Don’t forget that he gave Olive his card and onlylove. Now that we’ve gotten the

opportunity, we’ll reveal her true identity to boss Augustine.”

With a reminder sounding in their ears, the ladies seemed to have gotten back their

sense of reasoning. They all began chattering as to how Elvis was charmed by Olive,

they felt unconvinced.

Yes, we’ll go find Mr. Augustine now.” One of the ladies added.

“Gwen, what’s the strongest drink in your bar? Maybe, we could get Olive drunk. When

she’s drunk, we’ll ask her some questions and maybe she’ll spill some true information

and then boss Augustine wouldn’t want to ever see her again.” Pamela spoke

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North and Olive had gotten themselves into another room.

North muttered,

“Olive, Pamela is really a cunning bitch. She’s getting help from those girls, just to deal

with you.”

Olive pursed her lips,

“That’s the typical Pamela. And moreover, she’s about to make a big fuss concerning

Elvis.”

“And that’s what we want, right?”

She was glad to see that Pamela was slowly getting to know Elvis, and in no time, she

would realize that he owned

the Red Villa.

A knock landed on the door lightly, and it was pushed open as a waiter walked in with a

bottle of alcohol and two glasses.

Olive’s alcohol intake wasn’t that good. She would get drunk no matter how little she

drank. Although she was aware of that, the red alcohol bottle was really calling out to

her.

“North, can I have some?”

“You’re not good at alcohol. You’re only allowed to take a sip.”

With North’s approval, Olive quickly poured herself a glassful, and sipped elegantly.