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.

With tears in her eyes, Janet quickly tried to press some tissues against Laney’s wounds to stop

were colorless, but her eyes were bloodshot. She didn’t respond to Janet and stared at the ceiling of the car listlessly. She seemed to be in excruciating pain. She winced

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

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