The Mysterious Billionaire and His Substitute Bride

Chapter 33

A beam of sunlight fell on Janet’s face. She winced and rubbed her bleary eyes, realizing that it was already morning.

Her throat was dry, and there was a dull pounding at her temples. It appeared that she had been drunk the previous night.

Janet scratched at her messy hair and padded to the bathroom in a daze, intending to freshen herself up.

When she faced the mirror, however, she was horrified to find her neck and chest dotted with red marks, which were decidedly not insect bites.

“Ethan Lester!” Janet screamed at the top of her lungs, her face burning.

“You called for your husband?” Ethan said as he sauntered into the bathroom.

A thin sheen of sweat covered his sculpted face, and his gray shirt was damp at the chest. He must have gone running.

“What did you do to me last night?” Janet demanded, crossing her arms over her chest.

Ethan raised an eyebrow and looked pointedly at the hickeys around her neck. “You’re seriously asking me what I did to you? Shouldn’t you be asking what you did to me? You started it all. You clung to me and kept touching my body, rubbing my—”

“Stop it!”

Janet closed her eyes and put her hands up. “Did you think I would believe all these nonsense you’re spouting?”

There was no way she would do those things to him!

Ethan walked away and came back with a crumpled shirt in his hand. “This is the

intended to

turned away

to recall everything that had transpired, but only vague, hazy

She had, indeed, taken the initiative to kiss

her image. Janet had never expected that she would lose all common sense after a few

bit her lower lip and covered her face with her hands, wishing that a hole

right, I didn’t do anything, okay?” Ethan said behind her, his voice deep and husky. “Here, drink this.” He handed her a paper

sniff of the drink and

bitter taste of hangover

proceeded to freshen up for the day. She changed into a turtle-neck dress and rushed out to

entire time, a small smile playing on his

as she arrived at the Larson

winter series,” Ike said. “We’ve come to the unanimous decision to use Lind’s designs.” He held up a portfolio as

much to learn. Please guide me as I move forward. I will value any advice you give me.” Janet had never imagined she would land such a big project

thing to show off her abilities before establishing

that. Your designs are excellent as they are. Oh, but if you have any questions, then feel free to ask your seniors.” Ike looked through her portfolio

smiled in response. She knew that the other designers present in the meeting likely disagreed with

think those designs are pretty ordinary,” Pamela Daly muttered

the Larson Group a few years prior to Janet, and had been fully expecting that her designs would be selected this time around. Naturally, she wasn’t happy

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