All Chapters of Substitute Bride,Substitute Love: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

"Me?" I was a little surprised. "Yes, it's about my brother, Patrick Cowell!" Roger quickly nodded.  I was a little curious. Even so, thinking of the fact that Lisa disliked him, I said, "No need. I have nothing to do with him ." This time, it was me who took Lisa away. However, this time, Lisa paused and said, "Tell me. What's the matter?" Seeing that Lisa was swayed, Roger was a little insatiable. And he raised his eyebrows and said, "Hey, it is a piece of exclusive information from me. If you want to know it, you have to exchange it with your name at least." After a pause, he added, "By the way, with your phone number." ...... After hearing that, Lisa just rolled her eyes. I took Lisa's hand, intending to leave, "No need. I don't want to know his information anymore." Lisa didn't move. At this time, the fake beauty next to Roger finally couldn't stand it anymore. She pointed to Lisa and cursed, "Why are you so s

I was a little surprised. I believed that the Archer Family indeed had encountered some problems. But I didn't expect that the situation would have come to this point. Seeing me look around, Rosy took my hand and said, "It's okay. It's not a big deal." Rosy's house was very big. At this time, a lot of things had been moved away. And there were fewer servants. At once, her house looked desolate and quiet. However, Diane was still here. "Grandma, in fact, I don't have much use for the house you gave me. How about I sell it and give the money..." "No need. Each enterprise surely will be in some trouble. It's just that the medias tend to make an exaggeration out of it." Before I could finish my words, I was interrupted by Rosy. "But..." I was a little hesitant. "Exaggeration?" If I hadn't entered Rosy's house, I probably would have thought so. But now, I saw that there were fewer servants and fewer antiques in the hous

Caroline grabbed my hand directly and looked behind me. At that moment, I strongly felt there was a pair of cold eyes behind me. Without any deliberation, I knew what was going on. After I was sure that Caroline stood firm, I loosened my grip and said without looking back, "Are you done with your acting? Cameras are all around here. How come you wanted to put on a show, acting like I pushed you and caused your miscarriage?" "I didn't." Caroline stood there with tears in her eyes, looking in the direction behind me. I asked her, "How could there be so many coincidences in the world? As soon as Mr. Cowell showed up, I pushed you. Are you a fool? Or do you take Mr. Cowell as a fool?"  "I didn't..." By this time, tears had been welling up in Caroline's eyes as if they would fall in the next second. I didn't bother with her as I said, "Take your time to complain to Mr. Cowell, telling him that I quarreled with you, intending to push you

Before Raina could finish her words, other colleagues said, "Did you do it?" "Yes. What on earth is your relationship with Mr. Cowell?" "Your sister has been defiled by gangsters. Doesn't that mean she's no match for you?" My colleagues spoke one after the other. They, who were almost in the same mood, just intend to watch the show and gossip. It was especially true with Raina. She knew that Caroline had wronged me by taking advantage of Ronald and that Ronald's wife had put Ronald's corpse at the gate of the company. She knew everything back then. Most of the people working in Glorious Seth Design at that time had a bad impression of me. Raina was no exception. I looked at these people and said word by word, "Regarding my relationship with Caroline's fiancé, who is also our Mr. Cowell, it is the same as those between you and him." My words sounded somewhat indirect. But it seemed that I had made it clear. "But you mixed

"I'm sorry, Mr. Cowell. I'm not interested in this." I answered honestly. Then I looked down at Patrick's hand that was grabbing my wrist and looked up at him, "Mr. Cowell, your fiancée just lost her child. She's crying inside. And you're holding me here and asking me to participate in a design competition..." "Isn't it somewhat inappropriate?" However, hearing my words, Patrick didn't change his behavior. Patrick looked at me and frowned deeply. Then he continued to talk about the design competition, "I will invite the best international designers in the interior design field to be the judges in this competition. If you win the prize, it will be very valuable for you." ...... I looked at Patrick in confusion. I couldn't figure out what on earth he was going to do. Seeing that I didn't say anything, Patrick continued, "If you want to be on your own in the future, the competition will be a very good opportunity for you to train yours