The Billionaire's Replacement Bride

Moments before.Gerald looked at his assistant with a sharp gaze. "Repeat what you said?" he asked sharply. The middle-aged man who had worked since he was a baby looked at him and said flatly."Your fiancee, Miss Karenina Brooks has disappeared, sir." He answered again."Disappear?" He repeated the word. Not because Gerald's hearing was impaired, but to make sure that what he heard was wrong. "Disappeared, you say?" The old man nodded again, "The day before the wedding?" Again, the older adult nodded. "How so?" He asked in a cold tone that usually made his opponents falter."Our informant said that your fiancé disappeared quietly right before dinner." Said the middle-aged man without feeling the slightest pressure from his employer's arrogant and cold attitude. He was used to seeing changes in the attitude of the billionaire owner of a venture company known for his astuteness in business and investment.Yes, he is Gerald Zeroround—the owner of a multinational venture company with uni

Gerald looked at the folder in front of him. Four hours after the mother and child drama performance, his assistant got all the data he needed.How easy is the power of money? And networking, of course.Twins Ariana Leonidas and Karenina Brooks. Born in January twenty-five years ago. Father, Bradley Leonidas. Mother, Caitlyn Brooks. The divorce occurred fifteen years ago, and the Reason is economics.The second sheet contains even more specific data. Caitlyn left Bradley after her husband was declared bankrupt due to fraud. A month later, Caitlyn became Brooks' mistress despite the ongoing divorce trial. Meanwhile, since his wife left, Bradley's health has declined. He had a heart attack and ended with a stroke.Caitlyn took Karenina. Meanwhile, Ariana was left with Bradley. Little Ariana was raised by her father's co-worker named, Hestia. Hestia also looked after Bradley until the man was declared cured. Two years after his divorce, Bradley married Hestia. Who is a divorcee because s

Ariana was leaning against the wall, chatting with her employees who were busy cleaning the seafood that would be the main ingredient for their lunch. A sauce chef was working on the ingredients, while others were cleaning vegetables. Ariana's laughter stopped when Amber tapped her shoulder and pulled her away. "We need to talk," she said. Ariana turned and looked at Amber with her usual poker face. They headed towards the front of the restaurant. Amber gestured for her to follow without saying a word. Ariana finally got into the girl's sedan. Okay, the bespectacled girl was clearly in her annoyed mode. Ariana would just follow along. Before long, they parked at a cafe, ordered gelato, a few slices of cake, and some cold drinks. It seemed like Amber was trying to bribe her. "What do you want to know?" she asked, getting straight to the point. Honestly, Amber couldn't stay mad at Ariana for long. Because if she got angry, Ariana with her stubborn attitude would ignore her. Or worse,

Gerald was dressed in a white suit with silver threads adorning the lapels. He looked even more handsome with his clean-shaven face, specially prepared for this occasion. His thick, black hair was neatly styled with expensive musk-scented hair oil. His grandmother sat beside him, holding his left hand with her wrinkled right hand. Gerald patted that hand reassuringly. He loved his grandmother deeply, even more than his mother. And this marriage wasn't the marriage they initially wanted, but after learning who his bride was, both of them had found new motivation. They had entered the grand estate. Mr. and Mrs. Brooks, along with their son, were waiting at the entrance, along with several people Gerald didn't recognize. They were all dressed in expensive and classy attire, clearly tailored for the occasion. They welcomed Gerald and his family as if they were honored guests. And indeed, they were honored guests. The Brooks family had to flatter them, or else their family's nobility woul

The night had grown so late. Ariana once again entered the room that had been used for her preparations earlier. The reception was not yet over, but she was exhausted. Extremely tired. Especially because she had been forced to look elegant by wearing stilettos all night. Something she had avoided for so long. And she had no idea when the event would end. She didn't care anymore. What mattered was that she had fulfilled her duties as a bride earlier. Welcoming the guests. And after that, it wasn't her obligation to accompany and engage with them all night long. After all, she didn't even know them. They were Brooks family guests and her unfamiliar husband's guests. Not hers. Fortunately, the peach dress she was wearing was easy to take off. The only thing that puzzled Ariana now was, where was her change of clothes? The jeans and shirt she had been wearing earlier were nowhere to be found. As a result, she sought out the housemaid who had been accompanying her since earlier, asking h