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.

a large

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

were married, so

eight in the evening, Janet’s colleagues

to restrain her excitement, she started humming a

happy. What’s going on?” When Ethan heard the door

clothes that he had just taken out of the dryer. His broad shoulders, narrow waist,

was a project

project, because she assumed that he didn’t know much about fashion shows. After all, men usually paid no attention

in response. Then, he sat on the sofa with a pile of clothes in his arms. Thereafter, he

that Janet noticed that her underwear were among the clothes he was folding. Her bras

Janet took her underwear away; her face turned

many times. He chuckled and pinched her blushing face. “We’re a

eyelids dropped and how her eyelashes fluttered about made Janet

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