The Mysterious Billionaire and His Substitute Bride

Ritchie took a few steps back in shock. Exasperated, he looked at his men, who were all knocked down to the ground and groaning in pain. “Where did you hire them?” he asked in disbelief.

Ethan’s voice was as cold as ice. “They’re my friends.”

“Your friends? Ha! They must be jobless losers just like you.” Although Ritchie was a little scared and flustered, he refused to show it. He stared at Ethan’s “friends” condescendingly.

Ethan was a loser after all. It made sense that his friends were all thugs.

Ethan didn’t answer. Instead, he asked the man behind him to take care of Laney. Then, he took Janet’s hand and said softly, “Let’s go home.”

Ritchie was even more surprised. Was this really the Ethan he knew? How dare he disrespect him like this?

Ritchie straightened his suit and walked to the door of the private room. He walked past Ethan and bumped into his shoulder deliberately.

He cast a sidelong glance at Ethan, his eyes filled with hatred. Gnashing his teeth, Ritchie said, “You must feel good about yourself, having a group of thugs for friends. Just remember: you’re nothing but a poor, powerless loser. I swear I’ll make your life more miserable than it is now.”

Ethan sneered. Underneath the brim of his cap, his eyes flashed coldly. He had one hand in his pocket while the other held Janet’s hand. Ignoring Ritchie, he turned to the others and said, “Let’s go.”

Laney was helped into the car. She was covered in bloody wounds but her face was pale as a ghost.

almost at the hospital.” With tears in her eyes, Janet quickly tried to press

ceiling of

face, Ethan turned to the driver and said sternly, “Get

they arrived at their destination, Laney had passed out in

arms, Janet tried to clean her

and seemed to want to say something but stopped on second thought. The most important thing right now was for Laney to get treatment as soon as possible. Janet didn’t have

into the ER

Frenk shook his heed end clicked his tongue es he welked out of the emergency

bullshit. How is she?” Truth be told, Ethen wesn’t reelly worried ebout Leney, but seeing the

“She’ll be fine.”

out e sigh of relief. “I went to see

rest.” Frenk shook his heed

hed no choice but to

in the eir,

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