The Substitute Wife: My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

Janet didn’t answer her.

Instead, she calmly opened the envelope, pulled out the invitation, and held it up in between her slender fingers 

"Here.See for yourself."

To Jocelyn’s surprise, her name was on the invitation.

"What the hell?! How can this be—?!"

How did Janet get an invitation in her name? Jocelyn was shocked and green with envy.

Janet had married Ethan under her name.

Of course it was Jocelyn’s name on the invitation.

But the question still stood: how did Janet get an invitation to such an important occasion? Yes, she was an employee of the Larson Group, but she was a newbie and held no special position.

How could a new employee be qualified to attend such a dinner party? Exasperated and at a loss, Jocelyn could do nothing but look at Janet in disbelief.

Janet looked back at Jocelyn calmly.

"There.Satisfied? We’ll go inside now."

Jocelyn watched in silent rage as Janet and Ethan walked inside the venue.

so angry that she stomped her high

heels Clacking echoed across the

sneered, "Why are you still here? Did you want to stay and get

a

with anger.She glared at Janet murderously, as though she would attack Janet at any

still standing outside, the cold wind blowing at her.She couldn’t

what, she needed to get inside the

people streamed into the dinner

limousine slowly pulled to a stop

seemed to be at his fifties or sixties got off the car, supported by a female companion in her twenties.It

"Mr.Sherman, you’re here!"

to hook up with Jocelyn before, but she had rejected his advances because he was

put her hopes on

"Jocelyn!"

saw who had called his

my number last time? Why

eyes roamed over her body

she saw that she still had a chance, Jocelyn walked to his side and slipped her arm

sorry.I wanted to call you, but I lost your

lying. The man smiled knowingly and put his wrinkled hand on Jocelyn’s waist.He had been interested in Jocelyn ever since the beginning.His gaze landed on her

haven’t you

it and give me her invitation, but

out her lower lip, batting her eyelashes at the