The Mysterious Billionaire and His Substitute Bride

A bodyguard opened the car door. After waiting for Janet to get into the car, Ritchie got in and sat next to her.

Janet looked out the window uneasily. She could feel Ritchie’s intense gaze burning a hole on the back of her head.

Just to be safe, Janet secretly texted Ethan, telling him that Ritchie had come to her.

Minutes had passed and her phone still didn’t buzz. Perhaps Ethan was busy. Janet put away her cell phone and sat up straight. She was used to this. After all, Ethan was probably busy unloading goods in the convenience store.

Ritchie’s eyes wandered over Janet’s body and a faint smile appeared at the corners of his mouth. “Are you texting Ethan? My dear sister-in-law, there’s no need to be nervous. It’s just a simple meal between family members.”

Janet looked up at Ritchie. Only then did she realize that there was some resemblance between him and Ethan.

“No. I was just wondering if my friend has got home safely,” Janet said with a gentle yet alienating smile.

As though he didn’t believe her, Ritchie snorted and stopped talking.

a restaurant famous for its black truffle dishes

door greeted Ritchie with a

then that Janet realized that the Lester family might be more powerful than she had thought. Perhaps they were even at the top of the power pyramid in Seacisco. The restaurant manager personally

like Ritchie was used to this kind of treatment. After entering the private room, he simply asked the staff to leave them alone. He didn’t pretend to be polite anymore when it was just him and Janet left in the

long legs crossed, Ritchie looked

lit earlier, so only now did Ritchie get a

wasn’t as beautiful as a fairy, but her skin was smooth and flawless. Overall, she looked clean and comfortable, but there was a certain tenacity in her eyes, which was likely to arouse a

in his lifetime, but he usually didn’t bother to waste time on them. The Lester family was so rich and powerful that women tended to pounce at any chance to be with

but she was Ethan’s wife, which was

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