The Mysterious Billionaire and His Substitute Bride

“Did you just say a charity party? Is it being held by the Larson Group?” Putting away the coat she had just pulled off her body, Janet thought it over for a few seconds and then added, “But I don’t have an evening dress for such an occasion. When you were Ethan, it was no big deal for me to wear my usual dress to attend a formal event. But today the situation happens to be very different. You’re Brandon Larson now. If I underdress, it will go on to be a huge disgrace to you.”

In fact, Janet didn’t want to go at all. If she went to the party, she’d have to face those who looked down at her.

After adjusting his tie, Ethan asked in a very gentle voice, “Didn’t I buy you a custom-made dress before? If it’s not something you like, I’ll ask my assistant to send over a few more for you to choose.”

Ethan quietly looked at Janet for a few seconds and as if sensing her thoughts, he touched her hair and asked her, “Don’t you want to go to the party? A distinguished guest from Barnes will be there. Joanna White happens to be a famous philanthropist in Barnes. I want to introduce you to her.”

With a sweet smile on her face, Janet leaned her head against Ethan’s shoulder and said, “I nearly forgot about the dress you gave me. Wait a minute; I’ll go get changed.”

After that, she walked into the room and put on the dress.

She knew in her heart that Ethan had good intentions for doing this. He wanted to bring her to such important occasions to emphasize and consolidate her position. Sooner or later, she had to adapt to such things.

After putting on her dress and fixing her makeup, she headed to the party with Ethan.

This kind of charity dinner was obviously on

you.” Two men in tuxedos, who were about fifty years old, made their way over with huge

talking to them, Brandon was not as level-headed as he was to other people. Perhaps they were business partners. The three of them talked together rather casually for

the side and enjoyed the desserts and champagne quietly. At this moment, several middle-aged rich ladies came over to talk to

Larson, do you like sweets?” a rich lady in a fitting dress and curly hair asked with a smile on

with a slight smile. The desserts here were indeed very delicious and at the

Cake is way better. Mrs. Larson, please go try it when you have the time. Its

proceeded to exchange glances with

it matters very little whether the dessert is cheap or not. If one never gets to see the world and thinks that these are already good stuff, then that will be the real

right. Cindy wouldn’t be the only one who didn’t like the fact that

cared about Janet, but in fact, they were ridiculing her in a way that said that she didn’t deserve

I am a designer.” Janet tried her

those famous designers graduated from prestigious foreign universities. Our domestic design schools here aren’t very