The Mysterious Billionaire and His Substitute Bride

Upon hearing the busy tone, Tyler muttered “bitch” under his breath. He was referring to Janet.

‘Just because she’s sleeping with some CEO, she now thinks that she can tell me what to do and what not? Fuck that!’ he thought.

As he held his phone, he put on his coat and slammed the door.

‘How am I supposed to pay such a big gambling debt on my own? I’ll never be able to pay that money back!’

Tyler kept mumbling swear words under his breath all the way to a bar.

He didn’t have enough money to go to regular bars, so the bar he went to was an illegal one. People like him who lived in the bottom of society knew some illegal bars. These types of bars usually sold cheap alcohol, and they employed teenaged girls to sell beers table-to-table.

The bar wasn’t well-ventilated, and smoking wasn’t prohibited. Upon entering the bar, all kinds of smells wafted into his nose and there were people from all walks of life.

to a seat with a cigarette in his

looked like a bum. She just put the beers on the table and went to talk

first bottle of beer, thinking of the embarrassment he faced when he tried to

ask me to find a job to pay off my

brighter and livelier than

he heard someone whisper to another man, “I heard that the cripple in the neighboring village got a wife.

think a guy from a poor village can afford? A few thousand dollars. But there are a lot of men in Barnes, hoping to buy young, beautiful women. They offer really high prices, mind you,” the man

“One hundred thousand dollars?”

“Nope. One million!”

He rolled his eyes, tempted at the thought that Janet met the standards that those were talking

I can give her for you for half

his gambling debts through these possible earnings, but he could also make a fortune. He