The Mysterious Billionaire and His Substitute Bride

Hearing that, Janet rushed into the house and saw a group of burly men surrounding Hannah with bats or clubs in their hands. It looked like they had broken in while she was cooking.

“I don’t have so much money. Please try to understand.” Hannah scooted back beside the stove, still holding knife and vegetable scattered all over the ground. She looked terrified. Janet could only see Hannah’s grey hair and the side of her haggard face from where she was standing.

Hannah staggered backward, grabbed the knife tight with her shaking hands, and pointed it at herself. “If you keep forcing me, I will have to die!”

“Okay, we won’t force you, you old bitch.” A muscular man with a scar between his brows spat on the floor and glared at her. “Your neighbor told me that you have a granddaughter. She lives in the city, right? I heard she is pretty. We want to see her. I’m sure she will visit you if you have trouble, won’t she?”

With that, the man took out his mobile from his pocket and knocked the stove with a wooden club. “Hurry up! Call your granddaughter and ask her to pay your debt.”

reddened with fear, and her wrinkles grew prominent. “I… I

won’t call her? Fine! Break this old bitch’s leg!” the strong man bellowed his orders. He put

here. What’s going on?” asked

and met her icy gaze.

hundred thousand dollars.” The strong man glared down at Janet. His plump face looked fierce as his lips curled up

furrowed as she glanced at Hannah, who was staring at the floor. “What money? Why does Hannah

your debt yet.” The man grinned, revealing his yellow teeth. “This woman here,

looked at Janet with guilty eyes. “What are you

leave today!” The men surrounded Janet