The Substitute Wife: My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

Finally, Ethan slowly stood up from the sofa.As he did, he drew the attention of the people around him.

Nobody knew who he was.

All they could see was a superior-looking, tall man with cold, black eyes, as alienating yet dazzling as the sun.

Everyone subconsciously felt drawn towards him.

He walked towards Fiona, shrouding her in his shadow.

He looked down at her and the daughter next to her with frighteningly cold eyes and said in a low voice, "Was your kindness enough to give you the right to force your adopted daughter to get married as a substitute bride?"

Being stared at by him like this, Fiona shrank back.

Any trace of arrogance she held earlier now disappeared.

"Wh-what do you mean?" she stammered.

Ethan sneered coldly.

"When my mother’s family was rich and powerful, you clung to her like a parasite.Thinking you could profit from us in the future, you arranged for your daughter to marry her son when they grew up.Later, when my mother’s financial situation declined, you regretted your decision.Not wanting your biological daughter to marry me, you had your adopted daughter do it instead.Was that the real reason why you adopted a daughter?"

Memories brought about by Ethan’s words resurfaced in Fiona’s mind.

hadn’t heard that

was Ethan’s biological

one of the richest

was even considered the most beautiful girl in

his good looks from

born into a rich family, she had a pleasant

hand, came from an

Fiona deliberately tried to get close to Sylvia, gunning

Fiona had benefited a

she suggested to Sylvia that their children get married, if one of

Fiona successfully tied herself to a rich and powerful family like the

her plan for

longer be considered rich, Fiona

of them never

years later

about Sylvia by then, and even when she heard the news of her death, Fiona didn’t give a

dare you accuse me of such nonsense!" Fiona

anything to defend herself,

to look at