The Mysterious Billionaire and His Substitute Bride

Ethan had met Curt Benton on a hike five years ago.

At the time, Curt had a sudden stroke halfway up the mountain, and it was Ethan who carried him down the trail and drove him to the nearest hospital.

Since then, the two had kept in touch, and soon realized that they had a lot in common. Needless to say, they had become very good friends.

Curt was also among the few who knew Ethan’s real identity as Brandon Larson. He had been doing business for decades, after all, and was quite well-informed about the business of his peers, both public and private.

Ethan reached out and shook hands with his old friend. “I’m here for my grandmother’s birthday party.”

He winked at Curt then, silently telling the latter not to say anything regarding Brandon Larson.

Being a shrewd man, Curt instantly understood the subtle message. He refrained from asking more questions and just said, “I haven’t seen you for a long time, you brat!”

the floor. “Find a servant to clean this up, or it might

nodded and waved a staff over to relay

Ethan. “Let’s go and talk about the good old days. You brat, did you ever realize we haven’t spoken in over half a year? Are you avoiding me because I’m too old to be doing what you cool young ones are into these days? Anyway, do you remember those stocks that you said had huge

all right. Let’s sit over there and

the younger man’s hand and guided

they were seeing. They couldn’t do anything about it, though; they didn’t want to make a fuss and paint themselves in a

a chance opportunity to make Curt’s acquaintance. Who would have thought

his assistant through gritted

employee was just as clueless as everyone else. “I know, right? And

back of the head. “I see that, you idiot. I’m not blind! I’m asking you

of Ethan and Curt chatting jovially to one side. She gasped, her eyes wide as saucers. “Your husband knows Mr.

not entirely sure…” Janet said tentatively. Though she looked calm, she was also