Semua Bab The Billionaire's Substitute Bride: Bab 101 - Bab 110

Saxe Hendrex.Play along, investigate, and collect more evidence before catching the culprit. Stay close to her and keep your eyes open.My jaw tightened as I observed Rosy conversing with Vivian, the tension in the air palpable. Confronting her now would be futile. I must gather more evidence about her false identity. Once I have enough, I can bring her to justice.Now, my profession is working on my side. Dammit.I cleared my throat as Vivian ordered a few things around from Rosy. It seems like she's the type of woman who does not want to walk a few miles, let alone run a few hundred miles away from here. Golf requires walking, and this is my exercise. I may not be an expert, but I can hold my own in this game.I approached them without being noticed."How wide do you think the golf course is? I prefer the indoor type. I think it's easy if it's indoor. Can you suggest that to Hendrix?""Oh? I thought golf was one of your pastimes," Rosy looked at Vivian in confusion."Indoor ones,

Louise Rose.I felt exhausted after that first date attendee. I'm not sure if I can manage the second one, but I hope the second one is not as dramatic as Vivian's.I've been observing Hendrix. Never once did he say or state about his ideal woman. So, it's up to me to observe the qualities he prefers when choosing a bride. This may contribute to my research on the remaining girls. I'm confident that one of them will stand out according to his standards.After Hendrix left the Findlaech-Crinain household, I didn't hear any news about him. No one knew what had happened to him for those years, and I lost the news about him after I moved to Asia to work.He didn't know me personally, and we haven't met either. It just happened that I became one of his fans because he was famous. But those were the days. We are living in a different era now, where everyone can blend into our society. And one thing, I'm no longer interested in him. All I want now is to excel in this job and ensure everyone

Louise Rose.I managed to cook the family recipe Rosy had for years. With fresh ingredients from our garden, I baked and grilled a chicken. I also made a few side dishes and salads. When I finished, the doorbell rang, and my heart beat fast. I know it was him."Hello, just in time!" I conveyed as I welcomed Hendrix inside.His manly, fresh scent lingered in my nostrils as he stepped inside. I shut the door quickly, and my eyes followed him. He's wearing a black leather jacket, ripped jeans, and cowboy boots. He looks incredibly attractive, making it hard for me to breathe.Calm down, Louise. It's not a date! It's just a formality between a client and her temporary boss. That's it and nothing else."Flowers?" He beamed as he handed me the flowers."T-Thank you..." I don't know if I will be disappointed or impressed, as I quickly noticed these flowers were not from a typical shop. They were hand-picked with different varieties, and the freesias in the middle smelled so good. They look

Louise Rose.Unease grips me. Something feels off. This is not right.Two staff members guarded me, and they seemed friendly. I stepped into the elevator, took a deep breath, and smiled at my reflection in the mirror. I knew I looked good tonight. It was funny, but it took me a while to decide what dress to wear until I settled into a simple one—after all, it was not my date.This is Hendrix's fifth date, and I'm teetering on the edge of a significant decision. I hope that this will be the last one because right after this, I'm going to tell him that I will quit.The amount of money that was deposited in my account this morning was more than enough for a lifetime. I never saw this coming. We only agreed to the right amount, but Hendrix deposited more than twenty times.Something's not right. There's tension in the air, a brewing storm to come. I can sense it. What's Hendrix up to? Is it something good or something bad? Who knows? Maybe he has met the fifth candidate, and it happened

Louise Rose.So, how will I do this?I looked at Hendrix, concentrating on his instructions and the details of how we met, but my mind was nowhere. It was flying in different dimensions, taking me back to when I was sixteen.Changes are: Hendrix has grown mature, solid, dominant, and more snobby than ever. I wonder if he could smile like how he used to when he was still intact."Are you listening, Bree?" he raises his brow."Oh, yeah." I swallow the sand in my throat. I wasn't paying attention at all. His deep blue eyes are brighter this time than usual. I remember when I was a teenager, Hendrix's eyes turned greenish, and it was beautiful. "Okay, then, we are good to go."I blinked fast as he stood up, getting ready for us to go now. We will meet his sister, his half-sister, to be precise. I didn't know this until he told me the truth about it. Hendrix is a Findlaech-Crinain, but not now because he is a Mondragon. He left the door ajar on the car's passenger side and abruptly mov