The Mysterious Billionaire and His Substitute Bride

Janet returned home and invited Ethan to join the ball with her.

“A masquerade ball?” Ethan asked breathlessly. Ethan was doing pushups on the balcony. He did a dozen more pushups before standing up. Then, he grabbed a bottle of water, gulped it down, and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. “When?”

Janet raked her eyes across the chiseled muscles on his waist. A blush flamed her cheeks, so she quickly averted her gaze and looked at the towering buildings in the distance. “Saturday… Saturday night.”

With a pensive look on his face, Ethan thought for a while. Then, he threw the empty bottle into the trashcan, walked over to Janet, and stroked her hair. “I’m on night shift in the convenience store that day. I can pick you up after the party ends though.”

That night, Ethan was going to attend the party as Brandon, so of course he couldn’t go with Janet as Ethan.

Several veterans and big shots would be attending the party. It would be respectable only if Brandon Larson himself attended the party and received them.

“Can’t you trade your shift with someone else? All my colleagues will bring their partners along.” Janet leaned against the glass door, blocking Ethan’s way.

Ethan’s response seemed to increase her suspicion. “Then, I won’t go either. Everyone at the ball will have a partner. I’ll feel left out.” Then Janet’s eyes widened as she turned to look at Ethan as if she had come up with a great idea. “Or I can ask if any of my male colleagues can accompany me.”

to grab her phone. It looked like she

the black T-shirt lying on the sofa and sat beside her. “I didn’t say I can’t ask for leave that

you don’t want to come with me.” Janet looked at him with big

face and smiled helplessly. “Well, what can I say? You’ll really be the death of me.” He smiled and returned

wasn’t the answer Janet expected to hear. “Will you

picked up his phone and waved it at her. “I’m calling the convenience store now to ask for

switch between his two identities. That way, he could hit two birds with one stone. After all, he didn’t have to show

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evening of the

hand in hand. Everyone

own employees, the Larson Group had also invited some of its partners in the entertainment circle. Fashion models from Fashion Week and female soap opera stars

the banquet hall was dim, and they all had masks on their faces. Recognizing even the

around the dance floor. She wanted to find