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.

everyone else

mustered her courage and did her

inner room, where a

with a polite

good to see that you are here." Nora nodded briefly at him before turning her attention

put an arm around Janet’s

Janet acknowledged the old woman by calling

Nora crooned, seemingly in high

nodded wistfully

an eye, huh? That’s good.I’m relieved." Elissa watched the interaction from a

that wasn’t meant

called as he ambled

Ethan.Can you give us some time to talk

slung an arm over Ethan’s shoulder and grinned at him, as though they were close brothers

shot Ethan a tentative look

and talk to you again later, Grandma," Ethan

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

he decided to take Janet with

drove to the outskirts of the city and through winding roads that led to a manor

line of luxury cars snaked from the entrance of the venue

a shocking sight

she expected to step out of the car and onto

her just why

had seen so far, they might

steps now," Ethan said, offering his hand to Janet as

dressed in a sleek, all-black suit that complimented his elegant bearing

on to Ethan’s arm

huge chandelier hung over the main hall, its countless crystals

around, people garbed in exquisite evening attire loitered and engaged

Janet realized that dozens of sharp eyes

were fixed on Ethan,

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

themselves, though they didn’t really bother to keep their

he the illegitimate

that dead woman from the Larson

she

her relief, he didn’t appear to

anything, he ignored everyone else and ushered her in

her courage and did her best to hold

led her to an inner room, where a radiant old