The Substitute Wife: My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

Nora’s birthday finally rolled around.

As the matriarch of the Lester family, Nora naturally had a prominent social standing in Seacisco, and her eightiet birthday garnered the attendance of high-profile personalities in the city.

In addition to the younger generation of the Lester family, practically half of the entire upper crust had come to wish her well.

Ethan was invited, too, and he decided to take Janet with him.

They drove to the outskirts of the city and through winding roads that led to a manor sitting at the foot of a mountain.

Already, a long line of luxury cars snaked-from the entrance of the venue and past the driveway.

It was a shocking sight for Janet.

For a brief moment, she expected to step out of the car and onto a red carpet leading inside the manor.

It finally dawned on her just why everyone looked up to the Lester family.

Based on what she had seen so far, they might very well be a prestigious clan from legends of old.

"Watch your steps now," Ethan said, offering his hand to Janet as he helped her out of the car.

He was dressed in a sleek, all-black suit that complimented his elegant bearing perfectly.

Janet held on to Ethan’s arm as they glided into the manor.

A huge chandelier hung over the main hall, its countless crystals glimmering in the bright light.

All around, people garbed in exquisite evening attire loitered and engaged in light conversations.

As they waded their way through the hall, Janet realized that dozens of sharp eyes were fixed on her.

No, to be exact, they were fixed on Ethan, following his every move.

Elissa and Ritchie were standing in a far corner of the room, their disdainful gazes also locked on Ethan.

Soon, the guests began whispering among themselves, though they didn’t really bother to keep their voices hushed.

"Isn’t he the illegitimate son?"

"Oh, the son of that dead woman from the Larson family?"

When Janet heard these words, she sneaked a sideways glance at Ethan.

To her relief, he didn’t appear to care about the chatter.

else and ushered her in

mustered her courage

her to an inner room, where a radiant old woman was sitting

with

it’s good to see that you are here." Nora nodded

around Janet’s shoulders

Janet." Janet acknowledged the old woman by calling her

beautiful," Nora crooned,

nodded wistfully and

of an eye, huh?

wanting Ethan to steal any limelight that wasn’t meant for him, she

called as he ambled toward

Ethan.Can you give us some

him, as though they were close brothers who had been apart

tentative

come and talk to you again later, Grandma," Ethan said in a cold, clipped

Ritchie to the side, his face darkening with every step he

too, and he

roads that led to a manor sitting at the foot

snaked from

a shocking sight for

moment, she expected to step out of the car

just why everyone looked up to

she had seen so far, they might very well be

your steps now," Ethan said, offering his hand to Janet as he helped her out of

was dressed in a sleek, all-black

arm

hung over the main hall, its countless

garbed in exquisite evening attire loitered and engaged

they waded their way through the hall, Janet realized that

were fixed on

far corner of the room, their disdainful gazes also locked on

guests began whispering among themselves, though they didn’t really bother to keep their voices

he the

son of that dead woman

words, she sneaked

her relief, he didn’t appear

anything, he ignored everyone else and

cue from him, Janet mustered her courage

an inner room, where a radiant old woman was sitting