The Mysterious Billionaire and His Substitute Bride

Seeing that Janet was dead serious, the maid went into the house and told Fiona about what Janet had said.

“Did she really say that?” Fiona was enjoying her strawberries. Her hand stilled when she heard that. Her gentle face reddened with rage.

She looked at Bernie, who was sitting next to her. “Janet has gone too far. How could she talk to her parents this way? After all, we adopted her. Although she is not close to us, I wish she at least showed us some gratitude for the things we have done for her. Do you remember what I said back then? Your parents insisted on letting us adopt her. It was unnecessary, wasn’t it? Look at what trouble it has brought us. Now, she is blackmailing us. What do you think we should do?”

The memories of the past made Fiona hate Janet even more. She pulled a tissue from the box and wiped her tears.

Seeing Fiona cry again, Bernie shook his head helplessly. “No, Janet is not that kind of a person. She would never do that. It was all your fault. Why didn’t you just give her the money as promised? None of this would have happened if you hadn’t gone back on your word.”

Fiona dramatically cupped her face and wailed loudly. “Jocelyn is our biological daughter — our flesh and blood. Doesn’t she need money to live on in the future? We have raised Janet all these years, and for what? Her marriage with Ethan is a way of repaying us for raising her all these years. It seems fair. Why is she still coming here and making trouble?”

On the one hand, she was resentful, and on the other hand, she was terrified that Janet would reveal the secret that she had married Ethan as Jocelyn’s substitute.

far superior to an adopted

someone to be trifled with. Moreover, he had the strong support of the Lester

table and took a sip of tea. His face darkened. “Janet just wants money. How about we give her some money

tears with the back of her hand, and the jade bracelet on her wrist jingled.

unwilling to give Janet even a penny. Her heart sank at the thought of giving her

too far this time. Are you going to fall out with your family for money? We have raised you all these years. How could you turn into such a

that had accumulated in

had become immune to Fiona’s hatred and maltreatment. “Where is the money?” she asked coldly. If you don’t give it to me, I’ll tell the truth to

money for you. I don’t have money. I’ll ask the maid to give you some things later. You can use

villa. After a while, the maid came out with

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