The Mysterious Billionaire and His Substitute Bride

There was a woman nestled in Garrett’s arms. He squinted sleepily and spoke in a voice that didn’t sound completely sober. “You can’t do this to me. It’s seven o’clock in the morning. Even servants should have time to rest.”

“I’m not joking. Hurry up and find a way to help me. I can’t sleep until this problem is solved.” As he spoke, Ethan sullenly stared at the scenery framed by the window.

“Okay, okay. Just give me a minute, will you?” Garret struggled to climb out of bed and lumbered to the bathroom to splash his face with cold water. Then, when he was fully awake, he returned and said, “Buddy, I can tell from just a glance that your wife’s a little tricky. I’ve seen her a couple of times. She looked gentle and easy-going, but I could never tell what was on her mind.”

Ethan sneered with disdain. “Don’t talk about her like that. Do you want to die, Garret?”

Garrett smiled sheepishly. “Well, anyway, my point is since money doesn’t work, then you need to change tactics. Try wooing her romantically. Girls like flowers, especially roses, lilies, and tulips. A popular trend before was to surprise a girl by leaving flowers in the fridge for her to find when she least expects it. Oh, I know! What if you fill your house to the brim with flowers? She’ll be so touched!”

Garret puffed out his chest confidently, despite Ethan’s dubious silence. Ethan shook his head and walked out to the balcony, leaning on the railing pensively. “Have you tried something like that before?”

“Trust me, I’m a pro at this,” Garrett solemnly swore. Although, truth be told, he never put in that much effort for a woman. He usually just took them to his bed.

could tell that Janet was

take a lot of effort to get her

from work. When she pushed the door open, the strong and sweet fragrance of

by candlelight. Even the floor was covered with rose petals. There was no place for her to

tightly, Janet’s gaze swept over the apartment, too stunned

the living room. His handsome features were

first, he thought she was too pleasantly surprised to say anything. But then, upon a closer look, he

left her body. She asked weakly, “How

in mind. There were at least one

wasn’t looking

five thousand,”

twice as much as that, but he didn’t dare say so. He could see that Janet’s face had