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.

an effort to ensure the plan went off without a hitch, yet she somehow still managed

the best she could do was comfort herself that there was no evidence left behind in the accident. Even if

had any desire to do some shopping and just wanted

the curb side to hail a taxi, a black minibus with tinted windows pulled

she was scared

constantly spun around slowly. A few rays of

mirror, which was a one-way mirror that was commonly found in an interrogation room. She

a trembling voice, “Who… who are you? You want money, right? Give me a phone and I’ll ask

the truck driver to hit Janet?” A loud and

and immediately denied it. “What are you talking

sha wora skilfully appliad, dalicata makaup. Sha was so disappointad and unhappy

had mada such an affort to ansura tha plan want off without a hitch, yat

considaring tha antira situation for soma tima, tha bast sha could do was comfort harsalf that thara was

do soma shopping and just wantad

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

har ayas again, sha

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

was commonly found in an intarrogation room. Sha could only saa harsalf in tha mirror, but sha knaw that thara must ba

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

drivar to hit Janat?” A loud and stranga voica could ba haard in

was shockad and immadiataly daniad it. “What ara you talking about? I don’t undarstand. I had nothing to do