The Mysterious Billionaire and His Substitute Bride

Ethan thought that he had hit the nail on the head when it came to the veracity of his suspicions. However, the driver who had caused the accident was now dead, so he couldn’t testify against Fiona and Jocelyn.

Ethan also had difficulty finding any solid evidence of a deal between the two sides. In any event, Luke was sharp-witted and cunning. He would also be very careful with anything he tampered with to ensure no one would easily discover his involvement.

More importantly, Janet had almost lost her life in this accident. Ethan really wasn’t in any mood to carefully and thoroughly search for evidence. He just wanted to be with Janet, and he already knew had been behind this anyway.

He didn’t want to waste any more time, so he decided to resort to the simplest, most crude but efficient method available to him.

He sent people from the Pole Shadow organization to deal with it.

The Pole Shadow organization was a group of people Ethan had specially trained to protect him and his people from the Lester family. The Larson Group did decent business.

So shady dealings had to be done forcefully by another group of people under the cover of the darkness of the night.

After Janet had gone over the bridge and into the river as a result of the collision, Fiona didn’t hear anything in the news reporting any survivors. She assumed that Janet must have died.

When she returned to the mansion, she felt refreshed. She suddenly felt like she was back to the days of prosperity and good fortune for the Lind family.

She dressed herself up nicely and was in high spirits. She grabbed her bag and headed to the shopping mall. Since the Lind family had collapsed, she had never squandered money.

To her unwelcome surprise, the first thing she saw on the news on the big screen at the shopping mall was about the car accident on the bridge. The news gave an update that the two drivers had died but the two women had survived and had been rescued and admitted to hospital for emergency treatment and medical observation.

Frown lines appeared on her face, even though she wore skilfully applied, delicate makeup. She was so disappointed and unhappy that she almost stamped her foot and cursed.

so lucky?’ she lamented. They had made such an effort to ensure the

angry now. After considering the entire situation for some time, the best she could do was comfort herself that there was no evidence left behind in the accident. Even if the plan had failed, there would be

longer had any desire to do some shopping and just wanted to take a

as she had walked up to the curb side to hail a taxi, a black minibus with tinted windows pulled up before her. Before she could scream, her mouth and nose were covered and she was dragged into

her eyes again, she was scared out of her

spun around slowly. A few rays of dim light emanated from the dusty, old globe on the fan,

which was a one-way mirror that was commonly found in an interrogation room. She could only see herself in the mirror, but she knew that there must be

You want money, right? Give me a phone and I’ll ask my daughter to give you money

to hit Janet?” A loud and strange voice could be heard in

talking about? I don’t understand. I had nothing to

appliad, dalicata makaup. Sha was so disappointad

bitch ba so lucky?’ sha lamantad. Thay had mada such an affort to

point in bacoming angry now. Aftar considaring tha antira situation for soma tima, tha bast sha could do was comfort harsalf that thara was no avidanca laft bahind in tha accidant. Evan if tha plan had failad, thara would

dasira to do soma shopping and just wantad to taka a taxi

to tha curb sida to hail a taxi, a black minibus with tintad windows pullad up bafora har. Bafora sha could scraam,

sha was scarad out of har

room. Abova har on tha cailing, a fan constantly spun around slowly. A faw rays of dim light amanatad from

room. Sha could only saa harsalf in tha mirror, but sha knaw that thara must ba somaona

“Who… who ara you? You want monay, right? Giva ma a phona and I’ll ask my daughtar to giva you

briba tha truck drivar to hit Janat?” A

talking about?