All Chapters of The Substitute Billionaire Wife: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

The game was about to start, and Katie and the cheerleading squad rushed to the sidelines to cheer for their team. The energy in the arena was electric, the crowd buzzing with excitement as the hockey players took to the ice. Andrew, the team captain, led his teammates out, ready for the game. Katie, waving her pom-poms and shouting cheers, felt a rush of adrenaline. She spotted Andrew among the players, and for a moment, their eyes met. Andrew’s stare was intense, and Katie’s heart skipped a beat.Mandy, the cheerleading squad leader, noticed Andrew's gaze and felt a pang of jealousy. Her mind started to race with thoughts of maintaining her position and keeping Andrew's attention. She turned to Chloe, the girl who usually took the top role in their cheer routines, and made a quick decision. "Chloe, back off. Katie, you're doing the top role today."Katie’s eyes widened in shock. "Mandy, I don’t know how to do it. I’ve never done that before."Mandy’s expression hardened. "Do you wan

Katie lay on her bed, scrolling through her phone when Lilian knocked and entered the room. "Katie, get up. We're going to the beach with the Turner family." Katie groaned, burying her face in her pillow. "I don’t want to go. I hate the beach, especially if I have to see Andrew." Lilian sat on the edge of the bed, gently rubbing Katie's back. "I understand how you feel. But you don’t have to talk to him. You can build sandcastles with Kat and Tristan or meet other girls like you."Katie turned her head slightly, peeking at her mother. "Please, Mom, I really don’t want to go." Lilian sighed but then smiled softly. "What if I promise we’ll go shopping afterward if you come along?" Katie’s resistance wavered. "Shopping? Fine, I’ll go. But you owe me, big time."Soon, the family arrived at the beach. Katie, dressed in a pink and black bikini, spread a cloth on the sand and opened her novel, hoping to avoid any interaction. The Turner family arrived a bit later, and everyone exchanged

Katie finally managed to slip away from the dance floor, needing a break and some fresh air. She stepped out onto the balcony, breathing in the cool night air. The view of the city lights was breathtaking, and she felt a moment of peace.“So, you're here,” a familiar voice called out.She turned to see Andrew standing there, looking concerned. “What are you doing here?” she frowned and rolled her eyes in disgust.“I could ask you the same thing,” Andrew shot back, leaning against the balcony railing.Katie folded her arms, her irritation clear. “I came here to get away from people like you.”Andrew’s expression hardened. “People like me? What’s that supposed to mean?”“You know exactly what it means,” Katie snapped. “Arrogant, entitled, thinking you can control everything and everyone around you.”Andrew stepped closer, his voice low. “You don’t know anything about me, Katie. You think you have me all figured out, but you don’t.”Katie glared at him. “Oh, I think I know enough. You’r

The Turner family arrived at the Rojas’ home, bringing an air of sophistication and anticipation. The dining room was adorned with a beautiful spread of food, and the table was set with fine china and sparkling glasses. The atmosphere was warm, yet there was an underlying tension as everyone took their seats. Katie sat across from Andrew, who looked slightly more relaxed than usual. However, Katie couldn’t help but feel a knot in her stomach. She glanced at her parents, who seemed determined to make the evening a success. Dinner began with polite conversation. Mr. Turner praised the food, and Mrs. Turner complimented Lillian on her beautiful home. Katie’s mind wandered as she picked at her food, trying to avoid looking at Andrew. Sebastian’s phone rang, breaking the momentary silence. He glanced at the caller ID and excused himself from the table. “It’s my sister from Germany,” he explained before stepping into the next room. As Sebastian answered the call, his sister's voice was

Marcella Sebastian’s sister arrived at the Rojas Alvaro mansion with a mixture of excitement and apprehension. She hadn’t been back home for years, and the news of her mother’s death had shocked her deeply and she could hardly believe it was true. As she approached the grand house, her eyes scanned the familiar surroundings, now tinged with memories both sweet and sour. She spotted her father, Mr. Rojas, sitting alone on the porch, engrossed in a newspaper. He looked up as she approached, his eyes lighting up with joy. “Marcella! Is that really you?” he exclaimed, setting aside the newspaper and standing up. “Papa!” Marcella ran towards him, and they embraced tightly, tears streaming down their faces. “I’ve missed you so much.” Mr. Rojas held her at arm’s length, his eyes glistening. “It’s been too long, my dear. You look wonderful.” Marcella smiled through her tears. “I missed this place. But where is Mama?” She looked around, expecting to see her mother bustling about. Mr. Roja