The Mysterious Billionaire and His Substitute Bride

Charis smiled coldly. She had to admit that Tiffany was one hard nut to crack.

She couldn’t push too hard, or she would risk exposing her true purpose.

Charis pursed her lips and tried for a casual tone. “It would be best if she proved herself innocent, of course.” She cast a pointed look at Tiffany, letting it linger for a couple of seconds. Then she gathered the documents she on the table and stood up. “Well, that’s it for today’s meeting. Thank you for your time, everyone.”

Tiffany couldn’t help breathing a sigh of relief as she watched Charis strut out of the conference room.

*******

Janet didn’t go home as she was told. Instead, she had been in Tiffany’s office ever since her return from the show.

When she had first stepped into their department earlier, she heard her colleagues discussing her plagiarism scandal. Apparently, the issue had prompted the senior executives to hold several meetings, all on short notice.

the door behind her and let out

desk drawer. She proceeded to dab at the sweat beading on her forehead. “Charis wants to fire you, even though we haven’t

gathered, it appeared

was outraged. She jumped to her feet, her voice raised. “Didn’t they say

look into it. Don’t worry for now. Just go home and get some rest. Try

lips stretched into a tight smile. How could she possibly be expected to

*******

whirlwind of a day, Janet was understandably exhausted by the time she

on to Twitter. As expected, the scandal was already

anxiety, she could barely sleep a wink. She desperately wanted to talk to Ethan, but he hadn’t been around since her return. It seemed like he was very busy today, too; she hadn’t

stomped back to her room. Her career was practically blowing up in her face,

to say, Janet still felt horrible when she woke up the next day. No amount of make-up could rectify the dark circles under