The Mysterious Billionaire and His Substitute Bride

Janet soon forgot her encounter with Kent, thinking it was a trivial episode, and carried on with her work. However, that evening, as Janet walked out of the company, she was shocked to see Kent’s sports car parked at the gate.

Janet’s colleagues saw Kent getting out of the car and began whispering to each other.

“Hey! Who is that man? Gosh, he is so handsome!”

“Is he waiting for his girlfriend? He looks like Kent Perkins!”

“You mean Kent Perkins from the famous Perkins Bank?”

Janet was speechless. She wanted to sneak away. Unfortunately, Kent had seen her and was walking toward her.

“Miss Lind, you were busy in the morning. Do you have time to have dinner with me now?” He walked towards her. Kent was wearing a flannel suit; his coat was casually slung over his arm. He looked like a real gentleman.

Janet hated the confidence in his tone.

She stopped and looked at him. “How do you know my name?”

and looked into her eyes. “It’s easy. I’ll

have the time,” Janet

sun cast an orange hue on her face, softening her

and asked patiently, “Do you have any specific restaurant in mind that you’d like to

‘Did he

Perkins. I hope I don’t see you ever

could utter another word, she turned around and

thought that Kent would stop following her. After all, someone like him, born into

the Larson Group building again with a large bouquet of

and saw the driver holding

as she saw him. However, Kent stopped her before

face softened when he saw the anger blazing in Janet’s eyes. “Miss Lind, don’t

want it, Mr. Perkins. Stop pestering me; it’s

couldn’t control

Janet storm away, Kent burst