The Mysterious Billionaire and His Substitute Bride

The dancing fire in the haunted house was blazing into the sky. The thick smoke and searing flames surrounded Charis, leaving her with no place left to hide.

Flustered and scared, she tried her best to find a way out.

All of a sudden, a scorched wooden beam right above her head creaked and then fell down. Charis screamed and dodged, rolling on the ground desperately.

It seemed that the haunted house was going to collapse on top of her. Charis stood up awkwardly and looked desperately at the woman who had just climbed out of the window. “You tricked me! You wanted to trap me in the fire to kill me, didn’t you? You fucking bitch! You’ll pay for this!”

Now, Janet was safe and sound whereas Charis was the one who was trapped in the burning building. How ironic.

Janet climbed up to the window, dusted her hands, and sneered coldly. “You asked for it!”

“You are so fucking vicious!”

Janet rolled her eyes. “I can’t believe you have the gall to call me that. You’re the one who hired someone to start a fire. You’re the one who locked me in this room! Now you’re the one who can enjoy the feeling of being burned to death!”

After that, Janet climbed up the rope ladder that led to the helicopter hovering above them.

She even cast a smug glance at Charis before leaving. “Bye!”

The helicopter took off and quickly took Janet to safety. The sound of the propeller echoed in the air.

off and quickly took Janet to safety.

tricks on me! Fucking bitch!” Looking at the direction in which Janet’s helicopter had flown away, Charis screamed in agony. She was left behind, and the smoke

sit still

Charis came up with

with the key, she soon found that something was wrong. She couldn’t unlock it! Anxiety and panic gnawing at her, she twisted the key so hard that

in her hand and realized that the door had been locked

even locked the door!” Charis threw the

were burning more and more fiercely with each second that passed, and the wood

As the temperature around her kept rising, she could clearly feel the burning pain on

egeinst the well of the corridor, trying desperetely to find e plece to

out. The heunted house wes on the verge of collepsing. If she couldn’t get out, she would definitely die here. She wes still

the contrery, Jenet would be eble to live the rest of her deys heppily with

Cheris grew desperete. She hed to get out of

huge wooden beem

go now! The roed behind her wes

the fire herself, risking third

getting scelded from the heet. Gritting her teeth, she rolled up her sleeves end found

hed no time left to hesitete.