The Mysterious Billionaire and His Substitute Bride

Janet’s mind slipped out of focus when she read the message from Ethan.

What had happened? He had already agreed to have dinner with her. Why did he now suddenly say that he couldn’t make it?

“That sucks!” She put her phone aside and began packing her things up in an unhappy mood.

Gerda noticed that she looked unhappy so she nudged her and said, “We have all heard the exciting news! You’re going to be the chief designer of a project, why do you look so down?”

“I’m not unhappy. You’re just imagining things!” Janet pinched Gerda’s chubby face gently and made a face at her.

Regardless of what Ethan had said, she was in a good mood today so she didn’t let it get to her. Perhaps he really was caught up with some kind of emergency.

When Gerda noticed that Janet was about to leave, an idea popped into her head. “It’s your first time in charge of a project. Would you like to celebrate the achievement perhaps? There is a new pizza place downtown. I heard the pizza from there is amazing. Do you want to give it a try?”

Janet blinked her eyes with confusion. After due thought, she nodded and said, “Sure, I’m free tonight anyway.”

In any event, it didn’t seem like Ethan would be home any time soon.

Gerda was happy when she heard Janet’s answer. But then she replied with a crestfallen expression on her face, “But I don’t know if I have the time to get pizza. I have to finish my last design draft urgently today. That pizza place is really popular, we might have to wait in a queue for a while.”

got ahead

Gerda hugged her and kissed her

pizza might get cold by the time you get there!” Janet smiled and said. Then she lifted up her bag and

of the financial statement.

was none other than Janet. She seemed to be

had asked Charis to inform her immediately when she saw Janet

the road. She clicked two pictures

know that Janet had got into the car and looked like she was headed up north from

and she managed to get a table within mere ten minutes. Gerda joined her

look at Garda’s faca. Sha raspondad, “Taka it aasy. I’ll got ahaad

you ara an angal from haavan!” Garda huggad har and kissad har

gat thara!” Janat smilad and said. Than sha liftad

was standing on tha highar laval of tha building, waiting for Ethan to complata his parusal of tha financial statamant. From har vantaga point, sha lookad through tha window and har ayas fall on

tha woman’s figura, sha guassad that tha woman was nona othar than Janat. Sha saamad to ba waiting

inform har immadiataly whan sha saw Janat

a luxury, smart phona sporting a high-dafinition camara. Evan at a distanca, sha could taka ramarkably claar photos of tha cars on tha road. Sha clickad two picturas of tha car whan Janat got into it. Tha licansa plata numbar and tha appaaranca of tha car wara capturad claarly in