Chapter 595: The Mysterious Big Boss Is Elvis

After two slaps, the fat woman's cheeks swelled, and a trickle of blood leaked from the corner of her mouth. Mortified and stunned, she couldn't understand what she'd done wrong. She looked at Elvis; his elegant attire and calm demeanor hinted at significant wealth and status. Who was he? Why did the security guards obey him? The reason eluded her.

“Sir, you’ve been deceived by the Princess of Visionary,” she spat. “She’s outwardly pure but inwardly debauched, seducing men. My husband was one of her victims. You must see her true face!”

Olive's eyebrows rose at the cruelty of the woman's words. Though upright, she felt embarrassed under Elvis's gaze. She looked up; he used his height and broad shoulders to shield her from the gossip, a domineering act that inexplicably softened her heart.

A deep, magnetic voice resonated, “I’ll ask you one last time, bitch, who are you scolding?”

The fat woman froze as the security guard delivered two more stinging slaps. She almost spat out blood; her face was grotesquely swollen and bruised. Elvis's deep gaze, now chillingly sinister, pierced her. Terrified, her pale face trembled.

“I’m scolding myself. I’m a little bitch!”

Elvis withdrew his gaze, turning to the little girl behind him. “Go back to your room,” he commanded, the simple words laced with authority. Olive's heart pounded.

The little boy ran over, hugging her leg. “Miss Fairy, what are you and Dad doing?”

Not wanting him to witness the scene, Olive picked him up. “It’s okay, Lil’ Nathan. Shall I tell you a story?”

“Yes!”

Olive took Lil’ Nathan inside. Once Olive entered, the fat woman glared at Elvis. “You… you dare treat me like that? Do you know who I am? This is my territory! I’ll have my husband teach you a lesson!”

Elvis raised an eyebrow, a cold smirk playing on his lips. “Then turn around and see who’s here.”

The fat woman turned to see her husband, Mr. Mahone, rushing toward them, nearly tripping in his haste.

“Honey, why are you here?” she asked, grabbing him. “But you’re just in time! I was looking for you!”

“Shut up!” Mr. Mahone pushed her away, beads of sweat on his forehead. He whispered urgently, “I just received a call from the Big Boss. He wants me here!”

“The Big Boss?” The fat woman was shocked. The mysterious Big Boss's appearance tonight was unexpected.

“Yes, the Big Boss. He’s never appeared before, yet he’s here now. I have a bad feeling about this. Where is he? He called me, but I don’t see him,” Mr. Mahone said, looking around. His gaze landed on Elvis, and his pupils dilated. Could it be…?

“Mr. Augustine, who are you?” he asked hesitantly.

Elvis, hand in pocket, pursed his lips. “From now on, you don’t need to come here.”

Mr. Mahone’s speculation was confirmed. His legs felt weak. The mysterious Big Boss was here, and it was…Elvis Augustine, the world’s number one tycoon. Three years prior, Elvis had purchased a vast expanse of Greenland’s coastline.

The fat woman blurted out, “Who are you? Why tell my husband not to come? He’s the owner here! Only one person can command him—the mysterious Big Boss. Unless…it’s you.”

Mr. Mahone looked at his wife, close to tears at her astounding lack of intelligence. “Shh, stop talking! It’s embarrassing. Mr. Augustine is the mysterious Big Boss!”

“What?” The fat woman’s eyes widened in disbelief as she stared at the handsome man before her. He was the mysterious Big Boss!

“He’s not only the mysterious Big Boss, but the world’s number one tycoon, Elvis, CEO of the Augustine family!” Mr. Mahone added.

The fat woman gasped, shaking her head in denial. She couldn’t believe it. She looked at the closed door, realizing the enormity of her actions. She'd been cast into the abyss. It was over.

Elvis shoved his hands in his pockets, his eyelashes slightly shadowed. “You don’t need to tell her. And I hope you never appear in front of me again.”

The fat woman trembled, the stark contrast between her former arrogance and current humiliation overwhelming. “Mr… Mr. Augustine, I’m sorry. It’s all my fault. I was blind. But… you were deceived by the Princess of Visionary. She likes to seduce men. My husband was seduced by her!”

“You mean… I’m not attractive enough to keep my woman? So she cheated on me?” Elvis asked.

The pale-faced woman sank to the carpet. Elvis lowered his eyelids, looking at her one last time. “Be careful in the future. I’m a very cautious person. If anyone dares to touch my woman, I will not only chop him up and feed him to the dogs, but I will also destroy his house. Don’t make me angry next time, okay?”

He opened the door and entered the room, leaving the thoroughly humiliated woman outside. She'd been dealt a devastating blow, forced to witness a romantic reunion.

“Honey…” she pleaded with Mr. Mahone, who fared little better, remembering his previous encounters with the Princess of Visionary and the Big Boss’s likely awareness of them.