The Mysterious Billionaire and His Substitute Bride

The next morning, Charis’s car stopped on the street outside the Larson Group’s building. She got out of the car and looked up at the magnificent building.

It had been three years since she had left Seacisco. Many things had changed. Towering buildings dotted the streets everywhere she looked.

The Larson Group was completely different from what it was three years ago. Back then, the three worked day and night in a small studio. Now, the Larson Group had turned into a magnificent enterprise with thousands of employees working tirelessly for them.

“Why are you reminiscing the past instead of going inside and seeing what your future looks like?” Charis turned around and saw Garrett. He pushed the golden-rimmed glasses up the bridge of his nose and smiled gently. “I know you change your plan and get back early. Gosh, you look so gorgeous now!”

“You used to say that I behave like a boy. Anyway, did you get my gift? God, you’re a greedy man! Two bottles of La Romanee-Conti, huh?!” Charis joked, rolling her eyes.

The meeting seemed to bring back memories of the past. The two relived their teenage days.

However, Brandon wasn’t with them now.

“Where is Brandon? How is he?” Charis asked as she followed Garrett into the company.

“You’re a heartless woman, Charis. I know you’re eager to meet him. You left without saying goodbye. I’m standing right before you right now, but you’re asking about him. That’s hurtful.” Garrett frowned. He sounded jealous.

him. “Come on, Garrett. I know those beautiful girlfriends

away when he was young, and no

bird. After all, he is…” Garrett bit his lip, for he

and Charis. Therefore, he felt it would be better if Charis heard about Ethan’s marriage from

Larson Group’s building. “You’re going to meet him in a couple of minutes. Why are you still asking me about him?

and walked into

room on the top floor of the Larson Group was packed with

executives had gathered to welcome Charis back home, Brandon himself included. Brandon sat at the head of the table. His outstanding temperament

crowd. Three years had passed, yet Brandon still managed to make her weak in the knees. Her heart raced at the

to meet Brandon seemed to energize her in an instant. She spent hours in front of the mirror, dressing up to impress him. Now,

came to talk to Charis.

see, Brandon.” Charis smiled and clinked her glass with

much she missed him and how lonely she had been

He took a sip of the red wine, staring into the distance. It looked like he was