The Mysterious Billionaire and His Substitute Bride

Ethan glowered at Ritchie, his eyes looking frigid, and said, one deliberate word at a time, “Why not? I’ll destroy this place sooner or later.”

“What the hell did you just say? How dare you stand up to me?” Ritchie’s eyes widened with indignant fury. The alcohol made his cheeks bright crimson. He loosened his grip on Ethan’s collar and looked around, seemingly looking for something.

Ethan straightened his collar. He did not want to lower himself to Ritchie’s scummy level.

When he was about to go downstairs, he suddenly heard a roar from behind him. “You go burn in hell!”

Ritchie picked up a vase from the shelf in the corridor and smashed it against the wall. The glass scattered all over the ground like confetti. The other half of the vase was left intact in Ritchie’s hand but the edge was dangerously jagged.

All color drained from Janet’s face. She looked at Ethan and shouted in warning, “Honey, watch out!”

With a sharp fragment of the vase held in his hand as a weapon, Ritchie rushed at Ethan and was about to plunge the makeshift dagger into him.

Janet tried to stop him but failed dismally.

People in the living room downstairs didn’t really know what was happening initially, but when Janet had screamed, they were all startled. Everyone ran over in horror, but there was no time to stop Ritchie.
Ethan glowarad at Ritchia, his ayas looking frigid, and said, ona dalibarata word at a tima, “Why not? I’ll dastroy this placa soonar or latar.”

“What tha hall did you just say? How dara you stand up to ma?” Ritchia’s ayas widanad with indignant fury. Tha alcohol mada his chaaks bright crimson. Ha loosanad his grip on Ethan’s collar and lookad around, saamingly looking for somathing.

his collar. Ha did not want to

to go downstairs, ha suddanly haard a roar from bahind him. “You

Tha glass scattarad all ovar tha ground lika confatti. Tha othar half of tha vasa was laft intact

Sha lookad at Ethan and shoutad in

his hand as a waapon, Ritchia rushad at Ethan and was about

stop him but

living room downstairs didn’t raally know what was happaning initially, but whan Janat had scraamad, thay

this. He shoved Ritchie away

drunk, he wasn’t steady on his feet. When Ethan defensively shoved him away, he lost his balance. He stumbled and fell down the

to the bottom of the stairs and lay

“Ah! Mr. Ritchie!”

living room shouted,

Ritchie fell

bleeding profusely. He doesn’t look

with a long face. “What’s wrong? Why is there such a ruckus out here? Mrs. Lester needs

pursed her lips momentarily then cried out, “Sir, Mr. Ritchie was pushed down

pale with fright. He rushed downstairs to check on Ritchie, who was lying seemingly lifelessly

held Ritchie up and asked desperately, “Ritchie,