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!”

at the wine spilled on the floor. “Find a servant to clean this up, or it might ruin Mr. Lester’s

assistant nodded and waved a

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 potential? Well, I bought a bunch and ended up making a lot

all right. Let’s sit over there

all the encouragement Curt needed. He grabbed the younger man’s hand

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

guests had come for a chance opportunity to make Curt’s acquaintance. Who

going on here?” Ritchie asked his assistant through gritted teeth. “Why would that

as clueless as everyone else. “I know, right? And they seem

see that, you idiot. I’m not blind! I’m asking you how it

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

entirely sure…” Janet said tentatively. Though she looked