When Love Becomes 610
Posted on March 19, 2025 ยท 1 mins read
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Chapter 590: Open your mouth, I will feed you!

Olive didn't want Elvis to follow her; she wanted to be rid of this ghost. Elvis nodded. "I'm free today. Let's go take a look. King of Gold City, Princess of Visionary, do you mind?" Olive certainly minded. "No, of course not," she replied. At that moment, Liam murmured something beside her, leaving Olive speechless. Elvis's narrowed eyes assessed Olive's disgruntled expression. "Princess of Visionary, you don't seem to welcome me." Olive forced a bright smile. "How can that be? Mr. Augustine, I'm happy you can join us."

The four of them set off for the beach, the breathtaking Sea of Clouds coastline in Greenland. Undesveloped just a few years prior, a wealthy developer had purchased it, drawn by the legendary beauty of its clouds and sky merging seamlessly. Given their distinguished identities, Mr. Mahone, the owner of the Blue Ocean Resort, greeted them effusively. "King of Gold City, President Augustine, Princess of Visionary, and Princess Clara, welcome!"

Liam thanked Mr. Mahone, who explained, "I've prepared the presidential suite. Please rest; the chef has prepared a sumptuous meal. We'll take wedding photos afterward." Clara's eyes lit up. "Mr. Mahone, I heard you have a Supreme Presidential Suite with magnificent views. Are we staying there?" Hesitantly, Mr. Mahone replied, "I'm sorry, Princess Clara. It's our Big Boss's private quarters and not open to the public."

Liam's curiosity piqued. "Your Big Boss? Is it the developer who bought the Sea of Clouds?" Clara echoed his question, equally intrigued. Mr. Mahone, evasively, admitted he'd never even met their secretive and mysterious Big Boss.

Olive understood their fascination; royal princes and princesses like Liam and Clara constantly required financial support to maintain their lavish lifestyles. Mr. Mahone, shaking his head, repeated his inability to provide any information about his unseen employer. Their curiosity only intensified. Liam turned to Olive. "Olive, let's go inside." "Okay," she replied.

Mr. Mahone, hearing Olive's voice, looked up. He was struck by her beauty, a stunning vision that exceeded even the legendary descriptions of the Visionary Princess. He was captivated until Elvis's cold gaze caused him to recoil, a wave of unease washing over him. He dared not offend the world's leading tycoon. "Mr. Augustine, hehe," Mr. Mahone stammered, forcing a smile. Elvis merely glanced at him before striding away.

Clara, observing the scene, noted Mr. Mahone's clear admiration for Olive, finding the situation amusing. She followed them into the dining room.

Olive and Liam sat by the window as the waiter served their steaks. Liam politely asked, "Olive, what would you like to drink?" "Hot bubble tea," she replied. Just as she was about to cut into her steak, Elvis and Clara appeared. Elvis, hands in pockets, suggested, "King of Gold City, Princess of Visionary, how about we join you?" Liam readily agreed; Olive had no choice.

During dinner, Liam cut foie gras into small pieces for Olive, but Elvis interjected, "She doesn't eat foie gras." Olive looked at him; Liam, amused, commented on their apparent acquaintance. Olive denied knowing him; Elvis showed no reaction. While she ate, Olive felt Elvisโ€™s foot brush against hers under the table. She subtly pulled back, only for him to extend his leg again. Annoyed, she took a sip of her bubble tea.

Clara, sensing the tension, cut Elvis a piece of steak and offered it to him. "President Augustine, open your mouth. I'll feed you." Elvis ignored her. Olive, angryโ€”she had already given in to his desires in the dressing roomโ€”retaliated by subtly stepping on his foot with her high heel. Elvis's reaction was immediate and intense, his entire focus shifting to her small foot pressing against his leg.


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