A SUBSTITUTE BRIDE

Lyana wanted to know if her biological parents were still alive.

If they were gone, then as a daughter she would have to offer incense at her parents’ graves.

If they were still there, then all she wanted to know was why they hadn’t come looking for her. Why had they left her alone…

At that thought, she picked up her phone and made a call. His voice was as cold as ice.

– I want all the information about Andre Breton from Rouleau Gym.

Since she had already confirmed the suspicion that she was not related to Olga, it was time for Olga’s extramarital affairs to be exposed.

At that moment, Lyana’s phone started ringing. She picks it up and glances at the caller ID. It was Olga.

A trace of coldness shines in Lyana’s eyes. She took the call and put the phone to her ear. She said coldly,

– Why are you looking for me?

– Were you the first speaker of the Second Academy of Medicine?

Olga’s voice was full of disbelief.

– Yes, Lyana replied impassively.

After that, Olga hung up!

Lyana sneered. Olga’s thoughts were not difficult to guess. While she had attended the speech ceremony as a lecturer at the Second Academy of Medicine, Ines had only been able to attend as a member of the public, and only as Nathan’s companion.

Nathan Dubois…

Lyana’s beautiful fox eyes narrowed and her expression turned serious.

She was sure nothing good would come of Nathan’s visit this time.

When she returned to her room, she received the information about Andre Breton that she had requested. She read them carefully, then used her phone to call Andre.

She had studied voice acting in the past. When the call was made, she imitated Olga, looking smug as she spoke.

– Andre.

– Sister Olga?

Andre was slightly stunned. He continued,

– When did you change your phone number?

– Jacob checked my phone. I was afraid he would suspect me, so I bought another phone and another SIM card.

– Oh my god ! They’re not going to find out, are they?

Andre says with fear.

Still imitating Olga, Lyana said in a nasal voice,

– Don’t worry. I told you you were just one of my clients. He’s so stupid he didn’t even think about it for a second. But don’t call this number just yet.

Hearing Lyana’s words, Andre clearly breathed a sigh of relief. His guard fell.

– Sister Olga, it’s been a long time since you came to visit me. I miss you so much. My little brother misses you too.

When Lyana heard this, she almost threw up. She gritted her teeth and said in a girlish voice,

– Andre, I miss you too.

As she spoke, Lyana continued to go through Andre’s information. He had been obsessed with gambling for the past few days, but his luck hadn’t been good. He was bankrupt.

For him, Lyana’s phone call was a lifesaver, because all he could do now was get some money from Olga.

Therefore, Andre never doubted that the person speaking was really Olga.

– Andre, this old geezer is going on a long trip tomorrow. I miss you so much. I have already booked a suite at the Royal Hotel. I want to have a wonderful time with you. By the way, so as not to arouse suspicion, I’m going to ask someone to send you the room card. When the time is right, you can go first. I’ll go later, okay?

– Okay, okay. Sister Olga, when the time is right, I will definitely give you a big surprise. Wait for me.

Andre said excitedly.

Lyana was about to vomit, but she was still pretending to be happy. With the same soft and feminine voice, she says:

– Yes, Andre, I will miss you a lot today. I look forward to tomorrow’s surprise.

– Sister Olga, I love you. See you tomorrow.

– See you tomorrow.

With that, Lyana hung up and breathed a sigh of relief. She took a cup and took a sip of water. Only then did she feel a little better.

However, when she turned around, she saw Vincent standing in the doorway with a cold expression, staring at her unblinkingly.

Lyana is shocked, but she doesn’t let it show on her face. Her lips parted slightly.

Vincent’s gaze was a little scary…

Lyana didn’t know when he had arrived, but she was sure he had heard the content of her call.Belongs to NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

– … About that, actually… I…

For the first time, she felt uneasy.

What should she say?

She had flirted with another man in front of her legal husband.

Looking at Lyana, Vincent walked towards her step by step. He narrowed his phoenix eyes and stared at Lyana’s mouth.

If he hadn’t heard it with his own ears, he would never have believed that Lyana’s mouth could be able to utter such sweet and charming words. Most of the time, she didn’t even bother to open her mouth.

And she even knew how to play the part of the coquette.

She didn’t even speak to him coquettishly!

Lyana’s back broke into a cold sweat as Vincent watched. She lowered her head guiltily, not daring to look at him.

– Mrs. Sanchez, who are you meeting tomorrow?

His voice was cold, and his gaze was piercing to the bone. Suppressing his anger, he spoke in a tone that numbed Lyana’s scalp, especially when he addressed her as Mrs. Sanchez.

The atmosphere in the room became awkward. The air seems to have frozen.

Lyana felt the pressure mount. Cautiously, she looked up at Vincent and said hesitantly:

– Actually, it’s just a misunderstanding.

– A misunderstanding ?

Vincent raised an eyebrow, his thin lips parting as he questioned her, his voice chilling.

– It’s really a misunderstanding. I certainly didn’t…

Before she could finish her sentence, Vincent interrupted her.

– Ms. Sanchez never invited me to spend a night in a suite, did she?

– ???

Why did she feel that Vincent’s words were tinged with sourness?

No.

Definitely not.

She must have heard wrong.

– Hum, then why don’t I take you there next time? Lyana asked softly.

Vincent frowned. His voice was low and slightly hoarse.

– You mean I can’t afford a luxury suite?

Lyana was amazed. What did Vincent mean by that? However, she quickly understood. He wanted her to clear things up.

She thought about it seriously, not knowing where to start.

– Or could it be that Mrs. Sanchez thinks wearing a green hat would look good on me?

Hearing Vincent’s words, Lyana’s thoughts began to follow that direction. For a few moments, she fantasized about Vincent becoming a cuckold. With that universally hated face of him, he would look good even in a green hat.

No !

What was she thinking?

She had never thought of making vinc6 a cuckold.

Vincent seemed to have already read Lyana’s mind. He leaned slightly and brought his gaze closer to Lyana. He asked again,

– So, am I handsome?

She was a little confused by Vincent’s words. She took a step back and looked at him, saying firmly:

– Why don’t you come with me tomorrow?

He was slightly surprised. The anger in his eyes dissipated.

– What ?

– To watch a good show!

Vincent’s thin lips curved slightly.

– All right.

Lyana breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that she had finally managed to get Vincent off her back.

– I will prepare medicine for Grandma.

With that, she walked past Vincent. However, Vincent’s next sentence made Lyana as red as a lobster.

– Mrs. Sanchez, I’m a little curious. What does your voice sound like when you flirt?

Vincent watched Lyana intently, his eyes burning.

Lyana’s breath caught in her throat. She tilted her head back to look at Vincent, feeling like she was being sucked into his gaze. His face turned even redder.

Vincent looked at Lyana’s flushed face. His heart cleared and he felt a little happier.

– I have something to do,

Lyana stammered.

– I’ll go first.

With that, she fled.

Vincent looked at Lyana’s retreating back. Her beautiful phoenix eyes narrowed, and a slight smile appeared on her lips. His eyes seemed to get deeper and deeper.

Her irises, dark as ink, shone with dazzling starlight.

Vincent’s breathing quickened as he left the room.

– Second young master.

A delicate voice came from behind him. Vincent turned around and saw Louise looking at him shyly.

PS: Wearing a green hat means being a cuckold.