All Chapters of Substitute Wife for the Mafia King: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

If Bradon had been going to all these events and working in Anthony’s place all this time, then where did the real Antony go?For how long has this been going on?My heart thumped fast in my chest when it felt like I was just so close to unravelling the truth. It wasn’t at all like Antony to ditch his duties and leave it to his brother. I scrolled through the posts on his social media as I squinted my eyes to judge whether the man in the photo was Bradon or the real Anthony. Admittingly, it was a challenge at first; however, I could feel myself getting better at it. Little by little, I got more confident in telling the Bradon version of Anthony apart from the real Anthony.My finger came to a stop at a post made during the recent company meeting. That post caught my attention because it was such an important event for Anthony as well as his family. Coincidentally, the event was hosted very close to our wedding date. My chest grew tight as I zoomed in on the photo to get a clearer look

“Just around 76 times…” I said before showing her the screen of my phone.“That’s…” she murmured before pressing her lips into a thin line.“Why is he ignoring me? What did I do wrong this time?” I continued complaining while sounding very upset.“I’m sure that he’s not intentionally ignoring you,” Jenna said in her desperate attempt to defend Bradon.“Then…he’s unintentionally ignoring me?” I asked before making an overly exaggerated sad face.“Why don’t you give him another call? It doesn’t hurt to try again…” she suggested enthusiastically.I knew that giving Bradon another call wouldn’t change the outcome. However, it didn’t hurt to illustrate my point to Jenna. Maybe she could reprimand him in some way since she seemed to be the acting mother figure in this household.“If you say so…” I said as I began calling Bradon.I could tell that Jenna was more anxious than I was as we both waited for Bradon to answer my call. After waiting for a while, the call was once again directed to v

In a sense, she was right. I knew that Dahlia was anything but stupid and that was probably why everyone in her family thought that she was dangerous. With what they had in mind, there was nothing more dangerous to them and their plans than a woman who had a mind of her own. For a moment, I had to admit to myself that I thought that it might be better for me to come out and tell her about Anthony’s condition and situation. If she was going to find out about it sooner or later, then I might as well tell her about it.It will hurt her but delaying the pain wasn’t going to make it hurt any less…I opened my mouth as I wondered what exactly I should say to her. The sound of a woman yelling outside the door thwarted whatever effort and will that I had in telling her the truth. There was another ruckus at the door, and I was beginning to wonder if this was something that Anthony had to go through very often. I made a mental note to myself to give the secretary a raise at the end of the mont

“Just put it on my husband’s account. That too…and this…and that…” I instructed as I pointed my index finger randomly at various luxury bags there were on display.“Yes, I will do that. Would you like to see our newest shoe collection. It’s this way…” the sales assistant quickly recommended.She must have thought that luck was truly on her side after I turned up at the store. Of course, she recognized me as my sister immediately. I bet that in her entire career, she had never met a customer that bought so many things and without a thought.“There’s no need. Just get me all the designs that you have,” I replied casually.“Of course. May I know your size?” she asked before showing me a polite smile.“Just get me on in every size,” I replied.“Oh…right. Of course, I will do that. Thank you very much,” she replied with widened eyes.The objective of this shopping spree wasn’t so that I could buy things that I liked and wanted but it was a way for me to relieve stress. On top of that, sinc

I wanted to tell him that I didn’t want a diamond ring, but something told me that Bradon wouldn’t put this matter to rest unless I decided on a ring.“I’m not sure. Anthony, can you help me pick out a few that you like?” I asked as I forced a smile that I hoped looked natural.Since I couldn’t come up with any other reason why he was doing something like this, I figured that he must be playing the role of Anthony by acting as the perfect husband in front of everyone. He must have regretted that slip up that happened at the office. Perhaps, he didn’t intend for his lover to turn up like that. It would make Anthony look bad and it would cause a lot of trouble if news about that woman’s sudden appearance were to spread. I nodded my head slightly as the dots began to connect. In order to cover up for that, Bradon needed to create evidence that Anthony was still the perfect loving husband and that our relationship was smooth like butter. That must be it because I couldn’t think of any oth