The Mysterious Billionaire and His Substitute Bride

“Wow,” Janet said breathlessly. “It’s beautiful… and it looks expensive.” All of a sudden, she sighed. “Don’t tell me you spent a fortune on me again.”

“Don’t worry. It didn’t cost much. I got it from my friend.” Ethan said affectionately, lying as easily as breathing. As he spoke, he ran his fingers across the woman’s slender waist restlessly.

It never occurred to Janet that the gem in front of her was a genuine diamond. And how could it be real? If it was, Ethan had to be extremely rich.

Eyeing the twinkling gemstone, she said in awe, “Technology these days must be amazing. It looks like a real diamond!”

Ethan looked at her cute face and had to hold back a smile that kept tugging at the corner of his lips. Lowering his head so that she couldn’t see his face, he took the diamond ring out of the box and slipped it onto her index finger. Her fair, slender finger made the diamond pop out even more.

Delighted, he nibbled her neck and whispered, “You’re right. It does look real.”

“Ouch! Hey!” Janet shot him a glare, rubbing the spot he bit. Raising her hand, she stared at the diamond under the light. Each facet glistened and twinkled.

Even she couldn’t help but nod with satisfaction. Now, no one would try to rob her with such a big diamond ring on her finger, because it looked way too big. It was obviously fake.

“Oh, that hurts already? Then what should you do when we get down to real business someday?” Looking at the faint teeth marks he left on her neck, Ethan snickered.

ears burning bright red. She quickly yanked at a towel to wipe her face. Pushing him, she

unwilling to let her go. “I’ll let

to be late!” Janet quickly turned her face away stubbornly. It was as

are you so scared?” Ethan whispered in

let her go. He patted her on

kiss him, but he didn’t. Ethan turned around and walked away. She stared at his back blankly, lost

at the office, she found the

new director, Tiffany Fisher, was quite strict. She required everyone to submit an independent design

Harding give us such a difficult director? She’s worse than Ike,” a male colleague complained

here, so they could afford a moment to slack

lady. She’s good with office work and housework.” Suddenly, a female colleague sitting next to Janet poked her head out. “Hey, is she married? How old

The male colleague gnawed one end of his pen, lost in

“I think she’s good for this department. She might be cold and strict, but she’s just and will get the job done. We could learn

door in a black dress, her lips pursed unhappily. “Since you