The Mysterious Billionaire and His Substitute Bride

Shocked, Ritchie cursed out loud, “Fuck that bitch!”

His secretary was also scared silly. Glaring daggers at him, Ritchie was pissed off and kicked him in the ass. Pointing his finger at the big screen, he cursed again, “What the fuck are you doing standing here for? Turn off the projector right now!”

The secretary stumbled to the stage and proceeded to turn it off.

Ritchie snorted, smoothed over his suit and made his way onto the stage. This happened to be his territory, not Janet’s.

He lifted his chin and approached her, holding his head up high. “Janet Lind, you better be careful with what you say. As far as I can see, you were just making things up so that you can get yourself out of your predicament!”

As he said this, he turned his eyes from her and exclaimed, “Give yourself up. Apologize right this moment! Don’t waste any more of our time here!”

“Then why did you turn off the projector if I was, indeed, making things up? That’s a sign of guilt. If you’re so sure of yourself, you should allow me to show everyone the proof. I’m sure that everyone here is smart enough to tell if I actually made up the evidence or not,” Janet smiled and said in a calm voice.

that. He clenched his teeth tightly and pointed his finger at the door. “I thought you came here to

word. Instead, she turned to the audience before her and said word by word, “Everyone should know the truth by now. I’m going to sue

bother to argue with

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only played the videos once, the reporters had gone

Lester, could you please offer an

Larson Group have been rivals for years now. Was this why you decided

Janet plagiarizing one of your designers’ pieces was true, is there

Ritchie and kept on asking him and Luna

all, weren’t you the one who accused Miss Lind

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