The Substitute Wife: My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

"Why should I believe you?" Janet scoffed.

She didn’t have a good impression of Kent.

"Dine if you don’t believe me, go ahead and drink it.I don’t care," Kent snapped back.He hated the way Janet treated him Kent himself knew he wasn’t a reliable guy.But Janet’s hostility somehow seemed to upset him.

"Look.I’ve hung out with notorious people before, and I’ve seen the world.That man is a rapist.I heard he just got released from jail last month.Logically speaking, no one would hire him, not in such a cafe at least.Something is fishy.Maybe he has sneaked in.He brought you a cup of coffee, but did you see he wait on any other customers? No.It looks like you’re his only target.I asked you not to drink it because I have an inkling he might have drugged it.Have you offended anyone lately?"

Kent had never looked this serious before.

Janet seemed confused and didn’t know what to say.

"Do you mean someone has set a trap for me?"

"It’s just a guess.But judging from the situation, he seems well prepared.People like him don’t make a random move.Are you here to meet someone? Or did you just walk in on a whim?" Kent pushed the coffee cup aside and studied her face.

"I’m waiting for my adoptive father here." A shiver ran down Janet’s spine.

don’t think he wants to

Bernie, and the

you so sure? After all, you are

from various walks of life.He was

me.I’m not quite sure if the text was from my

people came to her mind.She

trailed his finger across the rim

you have any

think I know who is

up in a huff with her

she

to spend more

change in plan Janet didn’t even bother talking

the two had crossed the line.Janet could no

been relentlessly trying