Novel Palace
Chapter 68
Chapter 68
Chapter 68 Awakening
The girl also should have had Olive’s dazzling intelligence, as well as her cute little
stubbornness and pride.
Before meeting Olive, Elvis had never thought about what the girl should have looked
like.
But with Olive now in his life, he really wished the girl had Olive’s personality.
Elvis laid on Olive’s pillow. There was still her body fragrance on it, he felt as though
she was hugging him.
Elvis raised his right hand and covered his eyes. All that was in his mind was Olive’s
beautiful face.
He quickly got up and went to the bathroom to have a shower.
Olive’s phone beeped and a message from Elvis came in,
“Missing you.”
Another message came in.
“I didn’t know that I could be tortured this way, you’re driving me crazy, Olive.”
Olive felt her heart soften. Another message popped up.
“I was wrong, I’m sorry. Can I pick you tomorrow?”
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Olive hesitated to send in her reply. North whose face was covered in a white facial
treatment, walked over.
“Olive, no matter what he says, you’re not allowed to return to him. Let him be.”
“Oh.” Olive swiftly dropped her phone.
“Olive, you’re not to get involved in this matter. Pamela saved his life, there’s a third
wish he’s yet to fulfill, you need to allow Mr. Augustine settle the debts himself. Don’t get
involved, okay?”
Olive nodded.
“I just miss grandma, even though she said I should return whenever I wish.”
North sat in front of the mirror.
“The old lady really likes you.”
Elvis didn’t wait for Olive’s reply. He knew that he was bound to have another sleepless
night, if he didn’t do. something.
Mrs. Samantha walked in with a glass of water.
“Elvis, here, have some water.”
Elvis stared at his grandma resentfullly.
“Grandma, I want to go bring Olive home, but I’m certain if you come along with me,
she’ll agree to coming home.”
The old lady put down the glass of water and snorted,
“If you want to go then go, I won’t accompany you.”
“Grandma, you’ve changed.”
The old lady sighed.
“Olive is not a regular girl. She has her own opinion. If she wanted coming home
sooner, she would have.”
“Elvis, my child, work hard to grab Olive’s heart on your own. Otherwise, someone else
will soon snatch her away from you.”
Elvis let out a smirk.
“Olive is my wife, who would dare to snatch her away from me?”
Mrs. Samantha laughed lightly and turned to leave. She muttered to Elvis’s hearing.
“Olive wasn’t your wife.”
The next morning, Olive received the news that Aunt Rebecca had woken up.
She rushed to the hospital. Aunt Rebecca was lying on the hospital bed. Although still
very weak, her eyes were opened.
“Aunt Rebecca, you’re finally awake. You’ve been in coma for a very long time.” Olive
held her hands excitedly.
Aunt Rebecca stared at Olive’s pretty face, and said with relief,
“Little Miss, you’re now grown. If Miss sees how grown you see now, she’ll be so
happy.”
“Aunt Rebecca. how did mummy die? Did someone do something to her?” Olive
couldn’t wait to know the truth about what had transpired.
Aunt Rebecca’s eyes widened, revealing a look of horror and fear.
“He’s here, he’s here, he found Miss.”
“Aunt Rebecca, what are you talking about? Who is he?” It was the first time Olive had
seen Aunt Rebecca’s terrified expression. It was as though she has seen a demon from
hell.
Aunt’s Rebecca’s hands danced in the air. It took a while before she let them down.
Aunt Rebecca now looked more‘ tired. She looked at Olive.
“Little Miss, do you know about the Ivory Council?”
Of course Olive knew that the Ivory Council was the largest medical research institute in © NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.
LA.
The Ivory Council didn’t take long before it had surpassed all other medical research
institute. The progress was so intensed that the institute became the largest in Los
Angeles.
“Aunt Rebecca, are you talking about the Ivory Council, the research institute?” Olive
needed to be certain. Because, to Olive, Aunt Rebecca shouldn’t have a buisness with
the research institute.
Aunt Rebecca’s eyes shone brightly.
“Little Miss, Miss left a box for you. You need to get it back.”
“Aunt Rebecca, where’s the box? I’ll get it now.”
“In the Ivory Council.”
“What?”
Aunt Rebecca stretched out her shaky hands and held Olive’s small hand.
“Miss, the Ivory Council was created by your mother. Back then, When Miss came to this city, she felt so bored, so she created the Ivory Council.”
Olive’s head exploded. She stood dumbfounded.
“Little Miss, if you want to get back the box that Miss left behind, you must enter the Ivory Council. It’s all that’s left by your mum, and it’s yours.”
Olive’s head was buzzing, unable to digest the information.
“Aunt Rebecca, what’s wrong with grandpa?”
“Kelvin?”
Kelvin was Olive’s grandpa’s name. Olive didn’t expect Aunt Rebecca to refer to him by his first name.