The Substitute Wife: My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

Jocelyn’s ears burned with embarrassment.

Everyone who graced this hotel was rich and powerful.

They all paused whatever they were doing now to glance at her with contempt.

"I have an invitation.Let me in already!"

Jocelyn shouted indignantly, waving the invitation at the doorman’s face.

She normally got into these kinds of events like this.

The staff never stopped to check the guests carefully before.

In Jocelyn’s delusional mind, she thought she was a socialite.

Even though she wasn’t invited, she thought she deserved to attend the event.

She had even dressed up for the occasion and wore her most expensive accessories.

She thought the staff wouldn’t dare to question her if she tried to enter the venue like this.

"I’m sorry.Rules are rules.You can’t enter using another person’s invitation."

cast Jocelyn a cold glance and made a gesture, asking her

but to step

was about to lose all hope, she caught a glimpse of

to admit that

tall, standing at least a head above the crowd.He instantly drew the

can’t have? They won’t let you in without an invitation.Don’t blame me for not giving you a heads up

arms over her chest and sneered at Janet

right did Janet have to be here?

coldly.His eyes clouded over, as though they

had been nothing but

it weren’t for the fact that she was his wife’s sister and that he wasn’t sure how Janet felt about her, he would’ve taught her a

Jocelyn and walked

her face, she pulled out an invitation from her bag and handed it to the

dropped

hell did Janet have an invitation?! But Jocelyn

figured that Janet must’ve stolen

was particularly strict, surely they’d find out

ready to laugh

please come in.Allow me to