Chapter 586

So many women like my dad. Elvis smoked a cigarette, squinting at the message on his phone. He knew, without even looking, it was from Levi, Olive's son. The boy had even gotten his number and texted him. Elvis felt he should hate the boy, but considering Levi's cunning intelligence, he realized he couldn't. He actually rather liked him. This irritated Elvis further, so he decided to ignore the message. Then, a "ding"—another text from Levi: "Uncle, you're heartless."

Elvis pursed his lips and replied, "What's wrong?"

Levi, ever the strategist, texted, "Handsome uncle, have you forgotten something very important? It's… dating my mom."

Elvis remembered Levi hacking his computer and sending him a blind date invitation—a date with Olive. But what about Derrick? He texted back, "Where's your dad?"

Levi replied, "I don't have a dad."

Elvis pondered this. Had Olive and Derrick broken up? Otherwise, why would she marry Liam? Even considering the Ambassador's sword, a man shouldn't let the woman he loves marry someone else. He wouldn't let Olive marry Liam!

Another "ding." Levi texted, "Handsome uncle, you know, my mom has white skin, long legs, and 34C cup breasts…"

Elvis readily agreed with the "white skin, long legs" part. His gaze, however, lingered on the "34C," his brow furrowing slightly. He replied, "Your mom doesn't have a C cup, at most a B."

Levi, unconvinced, countered, "My mom has a C cup. If you don't believe me, I'll send you a nice picture, and you'll believe me."

Elvis chuckled, "I believe it when I see it."

Soon, a photo arrived. It was Olive, having just emerged from a swimming pool, wearing a bright yellow bikini. Her perfect figure, glistening wet, and jet-black hair flowing, was undeniably striking. Elvis hadn't expected such a provocative photo. Children might not understand, but the picture definitely caught his eye, his throat involuntarily moving.

Levi texted, "How about it, handsome uncle? Does my mom have a C cup? I can't be wrong. My grandma measured my mom's clothes, and I heard it all."

Elvis's handsome eyes narrowed, but his mouth felt dry. He casually replied, "Compared to three years ago, her figure is really a bit fuller."

Levi, delighted, texted, "Handsome uncle, do you feel the vibration? Let me tell you, there are a lot of men who like my mom; they could line up from here to France. You have to hurry!"

Elvis thought Levi was remarkably adept at promoting his mother. Another "ding"—Levi’s final text: "Handsome uncle, don't say I didn't help you. Here's my mom's Facebook. You can add her."

Then Levi disappeared. Elvis hadn't used Facebook since his breakup with Olive. Now, however, he clicked on the link. Olive's profile picture showed her walking in the sunset, her black skirt and hair billowing in the breeze. Only one side of her face was visible, yet it was exquisitely delicate, captivatingly beautiful. She seemed to have an eye for photography.

Elvis downloaded the Facebook app, created an account, and added Olive. She didn't accept. Why? He finished his cigarette and examined Olive's two profile pictures repeatedly. He never considered himself superficial, but he was undeniably captivated by her beauty. Still no acceptance. He rubbed out his cigarette, threw his phone on the bed, and took a cold shower to quell his rising desire.

Ten minutes later, wrapped in a white bathrobe, he picked up his phone. Silence. He added Olive again, this time messaging, "I'm Nathan."

Immediately, Olive accepted. Elvis smirked, thinking, "Girl, trying to play games with me? You're too innocent!"

Olive's message arrived swiftly: "Lil' Nathan, is that really you? I miss you so much. Do you miss me?"

Leaning against the headboard, Elvis began texting as "Nathan." Olive, unaware of the ruse, was overjoyed. "Lil' Nathan, how have you been lately? Do you obediently cat and sleep?"

Elvis typed with difficulty, "Dad doesn't take care of me and goes away every night."

Olive, having just finished bathing, felt her heart clench. Lil' Nathan had never had a mother, and now his father neglected him. "What does your dad do every day?" she asked.

Elvis replied, "He's busy dating every day. So many women like my dad, and they all do their best to be near my dad."

Olive was speechless. She and Elvis couldn't go back. He was only 32, in his prime, and would inevitably find someone else. But what about Lil' Nathan?

Before receiving a reply, Elvis sent another text: "Miss Fairy, be my mom!"