Julian’s Stand-In Wife

Chapter 560

Kayla agreed. “Well, she grew up in the countryside. I suppose someone who learned how to fight for food with dogs wouldn’t have much of a spine.” To think that at times, she would be frightened by Diana’s aura.

Now that she thought about it, Diana wasn’t the one who frightened her.

It was Julian Fulcher behind Diana.

“At the end of the day, she’s still a country bumpkin,” James lamented as he grew angrier at the thought of how she humiliated him at the hospital.

He shouldn’t have been frightened by her at that time.

He should have just slapped her. She would have immediately knelt down to beg him for forgiveness!

Even if Julian were there to punish him, Diana would be cheap enough to fight to protect him, her father!

“Yeah,” Kayla said. “I wonder why Julian is so blind as to fancy her.”

James glanced at the frightening scars on Kayla’s face and noted her hoarse, scratchy voice. He contrasted that with Diana’s graceful poise and felt something was off, but he couldn’t pinpoint exactly what. He simply agreed blindly, parroting her sentiments. “Exactly. How could she even compare to you?”

to the heavens. Pleased,

long as you don’t forget that after you marry

you said you have a plan

no longer enough to just deal with her alone.” Kayla picked up the subject, and a look of viciousness flashed past her eyes. “I won’t spare that d*mned old woman who urged me to

wanted to kill two

them can forget about

do you have in mind?”

Inc. is in, it’s no longer just a simple fashion show. It has become an exhibition cum auction at

already given up all hope on Diana, and pinned his hopes on Kayla instead.

have to display their best pieces at the exhibition. Important guests and socialites from all over the world will be

the auction will receive financial reputational support for life. It

us to participate in the event. He invested

him, he

glad to hear how comprehensive

of the owner of Fulcher Inc.” Kayla, you’re amazing. Despite being disfigured, you still have the heart to think of

what hurt her the most, and she snapped, “Are you praising me or insulting