Julian’s Stand-In Wife

Chapter 700

Not only was there a lot of talk in the aristocratic families, but even the receptionist had also heard something!

Diana wasn’t the type who liked to show off, but at this moment, she couldn’t help herself. The corners of her mouth curved upwards in a mad, confident smile as she said firmly, “I’m his wife, the next person to marry him… It’s still me!”

Her skin was as white as snow, and her delicate features seemed to glow. Her overall temperament was dignified and elegant, and she looked like a noble painting.

Just standing there quietly, she made it impossible for people to look away.

Indeed…

She was more convincing than any of the women who had come to see Mr. Fulcher before.

Seeing the dumbfounded look on the receptionist’s face, Diana smiled even more widely and said, “Give him a call, and say…his ex-wife is inviting him to get married.”

Ex-wife?

Inviting him to get married?

And she was supposed to call Mr. Fulcher?! The receptionist was on the verge of dying of laughter.

“I’ve told you! Just because you’re good-looking, don’t casually lie and brag. I’ve seen many women like you standing here!”

receptionist definitely wouldn’t

above blamed her, she

“Then how about you

women who previously claimed to be Julian’s women and wanted to see him had

his wife. She had heard that he had even knelt down for his wife! If the woman in front of her was really the

instantly changed her mind and attitude as she asked Diana, “Shall

Diana nodded. “Yes!”

was currently

executives were called to the conference room on the first day of the new

like they could do anything

just a workaholic, but an extremely meticulous one at that! If he called them over,

no one dared

family. Everyone present knew about the recent stock market manipulation by the family against Fulcher Inc. They also knew that the Channings had planted some

wondered how

of eyes were fixed on Julian, waiting for the man to speak up and

with images of Diana going to the Channing residence yesterday, spending New Year’s Eve with Oliver, and waiting for the arrival of the

of that scene gave Julian the urge to destroy

was insignificant!

the despont air around him had now been replaced by a