The Mysterious Billionaire and His Substitute Bride

Janet was taken aback.

“No, no, no! I don’t think it’s a good idea,” Janet muttered to herself, staring at the screen.

She was a new employee of the company. How could she attend such a ceremonious occasion?

Janet quickly typed her message. “Mr. Larson, why don’t you ask Ms. Fisher to attend the party? I’ve never been to such opulent parties before. I’m afraid I might end up making a fool of myself and bring disgrace to the design department.”

Brandon quickly replied, “Fisher isn’t available that night. Many big shots and prestigious people in the design field will attend the party. You can get to know them and increase your contacts. It will help your career in the long run.

His words reminded Janet of what Ike had previously done to her. She was afraid that history might repeat itself.

A shiver ran down her spine.

Just as she wondered how to refuse, Brandon sent another message.

“Don’t worry. This is a formal dinner party organized by our company. Garrett and other senior executives will also attend it. Besides, you can bring a date.”

Janet’s eyes widened. She looked around to see if the CEO was watching her through a secret camera. He was talking to her as if he had read her mind.

Janet breathed a sigh of relief after knowing that she could bring someone to accompany her.
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walked out of the bathroom in nothing but a towel, water dripping from his hair. His chiseled

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