Janet weakly slumped on the sofa.
The window was open, and her long hair billowed with the wind. She sighed and closed her eyes.
Moments later, she turned to look at Ethan, her gaze cold and aloof. "What the hell is going on, Ethan?"
Everything had been a hoax.
She was so touched when Ethan stood up for her. But she felt like a fool now.
"I can explain." Ethan quietly glanced at his phone. Although he looked calm, he was burning with rage inside. He was mad at his subordinate for ruining his perfect plan.
'Damn it! What a stupid, useless man!
Why did he have to send a message about the painting now?'
"No need! I clearly saw everything. You had joined a few people and performed a drama to deceive me. Janet sneered.
Ethan was startled.
He rubbed his brows and blew out a loud breath. He didn't want to reveal his guilt.
Janet had caught him red-handed, and Ethan didn't dare to deny it. He sat up and looked at her innocently. "Yes, that was a setup. It was a rented villa."
Comments
The readers' comments on the novel: Substitute Marriage With the Illegitimate Son