The Mysterious Billionaire and His Substitute Bride

Ethan pursed his lips. He glanced back at the kitchen at Janet, then opened the glass door to step out onto the balcony.

He was a little surprised to see that Patrick was calling him.

It was winter and the cold wind was unforgiving. Ethan stood on the balcony, letting the wind blow his hair.

“Why on earth are you answering the phone outside? Isn’t it cold out there?” Janet’s voice broke the silence.

Ethan was lost in his thoughts and didn’t notice when Janet slid the door open and poked her head out. Narrowing her eyes at him suspiciously, she looked at the phone in Ethan’s hand.

He was answering the phone out on the balcony again. Was it Charis calling again?

“It’s Patrick Lester.” Amused by the quirky expression on her face, he pulled her into his arms and finally answered the phone.

“Ethan, why the hell did you keep me waiting?” Patrick’s irritated voice came from the other end of the line.

just

damn about whatever Ethan was up to. There was something he needed to talk about with Ethan, so he went straight to the point. “Your grandma’s birthday is coming up

Ethan’s response, he hung

up at Ethan and asked hesitantly, “So are we

Patrick seldom summons me. There’ll be nothing but trouble if we disobey him. Besides, I haven’t seen my grandma in a very long time.

smiled at him sweetly. “I can

was true that Ethan’s expression softened when

the Larson family. She had known Ethan’s mother when she was a girl. Although she didn’t approve of what Patrick had done, she couldn’t do anything about her son’s decisions. She had always felt sorry for

the only Lester who ever cared about

his chin on the top of

long time since they last met—too

talk here. It’s so

She shouted,