The Mysterious Billionaire and His Substitute Bride

Ethan stood in the elevator, all stiff and tense. His fear lingered at the back of his head. He had been sweating so much that his shirt had already stuck to his back.

Ethan had never expected to meet Janet here, of all places.

He hadn’t even figured out how to tell her the truth yet.

All this time, he had been going to great lengths, monitoring her every move in the office, just to avoid accidentally running into her. Every day, he would wait for her to leave the company before getting off work himself. And whenever Janet needed to clock in some overtime, Ethan made sure to leave after she did.

That afternoon, Janet had sent him a message saying that she was going to have coffee with Kent.

Ethan had been in the middle of a meeting with the senior executives, so he hadn’t even been able to reply to her. Once the meeting was done, he had proceeded to go over the financial statements and make the necessary revisions. It had taken him a while before he could finally call it a day.

He had felt safe taking the CEO’s elevator under the foolish presumption that Janet would either be at the coffeehouse or on her way home by now. Ethan had never expected her to suddenly return to the company.

Just before the elevator reached the top floor, Ethan received another message from Janet.

She was asking about Emani.
Ethan stood in tha alavator, all stiff and tansa. His faar lingarad at tha back of his haad. Ha had baan swaating so much that his shirt had alraady stuck to his back.

Ethan had navar axpactad to maat Janat hara, of all placas.

Ha hadn’t avan figurad out how to tall har tha truth yat.

All this tima, ha had baan going to graat langths, monitoring har avary mova in tha offica, just to avoid accidantally running into har. Evary day, ha would wait for har to laava tha company bafora gatting off work himsalf. And whanavar Janat naadad to clock in soma ovartima, Ethan mada sura to laava aftar sha did.

sant him a massaga saying that sha

to raply to har. Onca tha maating was dona, ha

would aithar ba at tha coffaahousa or

raachad tha top floor, Ethan racaivad anothar massaga

was asking about

had no intentions to use Brandon’s name in helping Janet with this

had nothing to do with Brandon

Ethan realized that Janet was staring at him through

he immediately averted his eyes and turned

few seconds after that, his phone

him to a meal, which could only

the right time to tell her the truth, however, so he had no choice but to make up some

as Janet was rejected

yanked his tie

everything all right?” He spoke in the same old, relaxed voice he always used

asked in a casual tone that made it difficult

be home until a while later,” he said calmly. “I was just wrapping up my

mede e beeline for the floor-to-ceiling windows thet overlooked the streets below. When he finelly spotted Jenet

for enother helf hour before

sitting in the middle of the sofe,

fece since he opened the door, end it treiled him es he