Chapter 477: I’m Pregnant, Did You Know?

Soon, the hotline connected to worker number 309. The waiter said, “Hello, I’m staff number 309. It’s my pleasure to serve you. How can I help you?” Olive’s eyebrows were cold. “Where’s your master?” she asked. The waiter was silent for a few seconds. “I don’t understand what you’re saying.” Olive replied, “When you brought the red wine, I saw you weren’t ordinary staff. Don’t pretend. Where’s your master, the seventh god, or Derrick Domino?” Crystal, her neck painfully held down, could only struggle. “Olive, let me go!”

A knock came at the door. Peterson, who had been following Olive, was caught off guard when she quickly ushered Crystal into the women’s restroom. His heart pounded; he knew something significant had happened. Peterson turned and ran to find Elvis.

In the bathroom, Olive knew time was short and didn't intend to waste time with the staff. She had been quiet, waiting for Derrick Domino. She’d come to this resort to give him an opportunity. If he was smart, they could work together perfectly. He didn’t disappoint her. When waiter 309 appeared with red wine, she knew it was Derrick’s doing.

The waiter said, “Miss Hart, my master always said you’re extraordinary and intelligent.” “Thank you,” Olive replied, “Tell your boss to pick me up.” She didn’t specify a location. Even leaving the resort, she’d still face threats from the Robert, Paulo family, and Logan Theodore. It was best to let Derrick choose the time and place.

Olive ended the call, returning Crystal’s phone and releasing her. The pain vanished instantly. Crystal looked at her reddened neck. Olive’s audacity enraged her. “Olive, what are you doing? Who did you call?”

Olive, opening the bathroom door, didn't look back. “Elvis manipulated my phone. I couldn’t communicate, so I borrowed yours.” Crystal sensed Olive’s strangeness. “Olive, do you think you can hide this from Elvis? I’ll tell him.”

Olive paused on the stairs. Her bright eyes fixed on Crystal. “I’ve told you what I needed to. Why be afraid you’ll tell Elvis?” Crystal’s jealousy flared. “Olive, don’t be complacent. Elvis will see through your tricks. He’ll see I’m the only one who truly loves him. He’ll fall for me eventually!”

Olive remained expressionless, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. The movement revealed a deep hickey on her neck. Crystal’s expression changed. “Olive, have you slept with Elvis?”

Olive smiled. “What do you think we do every night?” Crystal, enraged, retorted, “Olive, what are you proud of? Are you forgetting the video I sent you? I also slept with Elvis! He was so excited and passionate. Thank you, Olive. Aren’t you going to have a seizure? He’ll definitely come to my room again.”

Olive remained indifferent. “Save the memory of that night, because Elvis won’t touch you again.” Crystal felt uneasy and scared. “Olive, you can’t get rid of me! Our fates are tied. If you leave me, you’ll die!”

Olive moved closer, whispering, “Don’t worry, before I die, I’ll send you on your way.” Crystal, losing control, grabbed Olive. “Olive, what do you want?”

Olive took Crystal’s hand. “Crystal, I’m pregnant, did you know?”

Crystal gasped. Her eyes widened, focusing on Olive’s flat stomach. Elvis’s child was there.

“Crystal, you’re the first to know. Do you feel honored?”

“Olive, why are you telling me this?”

Olive tilted her head. “If you killed my child, what method do you think Elvis would use to kill you?”