The Mysterious Billionaire and His Substitute Bride

Brandon took out his phone and called Janet at once.

On the other end, Janet was rather surprised that he would take the initiative to call her.

“Where are you?” he snapped as soon as she answered.

He soon realized how harsh he sounded, though. He cleared his throat and added in a much softer tone, “Why aren’t you home?”

Janet was currently having breakfast. She leisurely took a sip of her milk before replying. “I was just about to tell you. I’ve come back to Barnes.”

“What are you doing in Barnes?” Brandon asked, obviously unhappy.

It made Janet burst into laughter. “I work here, so it shouldn’t be that surprising. I’ve been working remotely in the last few days, but it’s far from convenient. If I continued to stay in Seacisco, my career would suffer eventually.”

Brandon opened his mouth to express his grievance, but found that he didn’t know the right words to say.

After floundering for a couple of seconds, he decided not to say anything altogether. Even so, a menacing scowl appeared on his face, and his fingers tightened around his phone.

“Fine,” he breathed before hanging up and brooding by the window.

that day, Brandon devoted most of his

so, every time he came home

cold and rainy day in Seacisco. Autumn was coming to an end. The electric fireplace crackled in the living room, obscuring half of Brandon’s face as he sat

that filled

at the flower sitting on the mantel, the lace cloth covering the table, and the photos hanging on the wall. These were tiny, inconspicuous details that were easy to ignore, but

but she had left traces of her everywhere. Now that she

breakfast spread

were tormenting him,

the villa once a week. And each time, he would be looking forward to seeing Janet cooking at home, waiting for him. She would greet him

expectations never came true. To say that he was disappointed would be a gross understatement, but the hope would rekindle again

though he wasn’t fully aware of the extent just yet, and how much it affected every other aspect of his life. He had even begun paying attention to

him that there was something wrong with the project being handled by one of their

of a deal. The project manager merely asked for a leave of absence in the middle of the operations. I think sending an experienced project manager to take over it should be enough to settle the matter. Besides, Garrett is already in Barnes. You don’t have to go there yourself. It’s a rather long and tedious trip, too. It would be a hassle to go back and forth between Seacisco and Barnes. Just let

to worry about. I haven’t been to our branch company in Barnes in so long, anyway, so this would

as if he had any personal agenda; he was only

He certainly wouldn’t be going there to see