The Mysterious Billionaire and His Substitute Bride

The dinner party was held in a fancy French restaurant.

“Lind, would you like to have a drink with me?” Tiffany was swiveling a glass of red wine in her hand, swaying it towards Janet. She glanced around the crowd before darting her eyes back to Janet.

With sincerity, she said, “I’m sure it must’ve been difficult for you to showcase the limits of your talent under all that pressure. I know what kind of person you are. Truthfully, I’d rather not say anything else. Different people have different views. Right now, I just want to drink this glass of wine with you first.”

Upon hearing Tiffany’s remark, all the employees of the company fell silent.

Amidst the quiet atmosphere, someone stood up and joked, “We didn’t think that Lind was very capable. She looks pretty meek. We’re actually surprised that she’s so incredible! Perhaps we should try to get along better after this drink?”

‘This could be a way to overturn the previous rumors circulating about me,’ Janet thought.

She took a sip of wine and smiled at Tiffany. With a reserved smile, she said, “Thanks, everyone. I appreciate that.”

Now that she had cleared things out, Janet was over the moon.

When the dinner party came to an end, she received two messages; one from the bank, and one from Brandon. He said that he had given her a bonus.

large sum

any qualms. She had spent lots of time and energy for the fashion week in Seacisco, and she had indeed made great contributions to the event. Since she was just an ordinary woman who was short of

employees were married, so they had to go back to their families

the evening, Janet’s colleagues sent her

her excitement, she started humming a song while she was changing her

on?” When Ethan heard the door open, he came

just taken out of the dryer. His broad shoulders, narrow waist, and the simple

down. She had the look of satisfaction and relief. “There was a project in the company I had been working on. Now that it has been completed, and I get some extra

details of the project, because she assumed that he didn’t know much about fashion

response. Then, he sat on the sofa with a pile of

Janet noticed that her underwear were among the clothes he was folding. Her bras and panties looked a lot smaller

fold those myself!” Janet took her underwear away; her face

didn’t think it was a big deal, for he had done this many times. He chuckled and pinched her blushing face. “We’re

way her eyelids dropped and how her eyelashes fluttered about made

and decided to change the topic. “In that case, we should celebrate your victory! Let’s go out this weekend. You’ve been busy with work for so long that