The Mysterious Billionaire and His Substitute Bride

Ritchie had a devious grin on his face when he hung up the phone.

“Call all the designers under Lester Silk Fabric and the people in charge of the fashion week,” he barked at his secretary. “I want them here tomorrow. Call some famous personalities in the fashion industry as well. We need people in authority for the event.”

The secretary nodded respectfully. He was about to leave when Ritchie stopped him in his tracks. “Where the hell are you going? I’m not finished yet. Get your ass back here.”

The poor man scurried back, cursing his boss in his mind.

“Invite every media outlet in Seacisco, especially the ones that prioritize viewership over anything. And make sure to tell them to hype up the event as much as they can!” Ritchie sat back on his chair as his plan began to take shape. “Get the biggest function hall for the press conference. I want hundreds of people to be there. Oh, and don’t forget to arrange for a live stream, too. Contact our usual sponsors and tell them their products will be displayed throughout the feed. We might as well make some money while we’re at it. And remember—our main goal is to discredit Janet and end her fashion career for good.”

Another evil grin spread on Ritchie’s face. He wanted to screw that woman over so badly that she could never get back on her feet again.

The secretary pursed his lips and jotted every detail down. This time, he made sure that his boss was finished before leaving the office.

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wasting her time, she whipped out a flash drive and held it up for all to see. “Sorry for taking up your time, everyone. In order to convey my sincerity more properly, I have prepared a couple of videos for today’s press

distance, Ritchie frowned and narrowed his eyes. He could sense that something wasn’t right. Why was Janet so composed in such a

now, especially in front of all these people. What was she up