When Love Becomes a Thing of the Past (Zoey) novel Chapter 655

Chapter 635 Olive dancing on stage

“But still,” Clara added, “My little girl has very high standards, and she’s not one to easily follow a man. It depends on your ability. Who is stronger can bring the beauty home.”

As soon as Clara said these words, she revealed that if these men didn’t have money then she wouldn’t easily follow them, but if they had money, she wasn’t an easy woman at all.

These bosses became very bold, immediately grabbing Olive’s slender arm and pulling her down to sit beside them..

“Little beauty, follow me. Stop being a ser vant. Serve me well and I’ll take you out for delicious food and drinks.”

“Hey you, you can’t deceive this little beauty. If your tigress knows that you are looking for a beautiful girl outside, she will definitely eat this little beauty alive. Little beauty, you should follow me..”

“Little beauty, I see that your body is so hot, as long as you practice well, I will make you a big star. 1 am a director, I can give you the female lead role in a movie and it will make you famous.”

These bosses reached out, wanting to touch Olive’s little hand.

But she avoided it in time. She frowned, a cold glint in her clear eyes. She glanced at the bosses very sharply.

The bosses froze by Olive’s gaze.

They felt ridiculous. They are all rich, powerful and prestigious, how can they be afraid of a little maid?

The atmosphere was a bit awkward. At this time, a boss said, “Little girl, what if you come here and play a game with us?”

“What game?” Clara curiously asked.

“Little maid, your body is so hot, come on stage and cheer us on!”

These bosses wanted Olive to dance on stage.

Olive didn’t move and didn’t intend to dance.

“Boss, my little maid doesn’t seem to want to dance. How about this? I can’t force her. At least give me an option and let my little girl choose one.” Clara happily said.

The bosses looked at each other and came up with a fun game. One said, “Okay, if this little girl doesn’t want to do pole dancing, then… pick one of us to kiss, hahahaha.”

Clara’s eyes also found this game very interesting. She said, “But with so many of you, she will offend others no matter what she chooses, so who should she choose?”

“It’s easy. Let’s turn the beer bottle.

A boss took out a bottle of beer. He looked like a master at these games. He twirled the beer bottle on the table.

Everyone held their breath to see where the beer would end up.

The beer bottle slowly stopped, its mouth almed at one person, and that person was… Elvis!

Elvis was still sitting on the sofa smoking a cigar, didn’t talk and just silently looked around. Seeing the bottle’s mouth stop at him, there was no emotion on his handsome face. He just put his hand on the ashtray.

Then he leaned back on the soft sofa again, gently lifting his beautiful eyes, looking at Olive opposite.

“Oops…”