Novel & Cerita Ceo's Substitute Bride

Tonight, the announcement will be made that Rose is engaged to the Arrogant and Rude Heir of the Mercedes Clan, but in reality, Rose is Annalise Ysia Villareal, the Substitute Bride for her fiancé. “Let us all welcome Zeno Myer Mercedes with his fiance, Rose Vergara!” the host announced. All the visitors rise and clap their hands, making my hands wet and trembling. Even if I’m not Rose, I can still feel the pressure with their eyes as if they are expecting something from me because I’m his fiance.

“That part isn’t a problem. But because the procedure involves intimate physical contact, if I perform it in Miss Dean’s place, it counts as standing in as the bride. “A legal marital agreement would have to be signed, recognizing me as Blake Hall’s posthumous wife. So…” Sean cut me off sharply. “Drop the creepy supernatural nonsense. Just tell us how much you want.” Seeing that Sean looked ready to flip the table at any moment, Crystal hurriedly tugged at his sleeve and gave me an apologetic smile. “Please don’t mind him. Just charge whatever you normally would.” “Ten million for a substitute bride. To be paid by the bride’s family.”

He was ravished that he's not with his real bride. "She will pay for ruining my marriage" he muttered angrily. He massaged his throbbing temples. He could feel the anger within him. ★★ Phoenix walked up to Samantha who seems lost in her own thoughts. She couldn't believe she's married to Davis Del Rio. It seems like a dream to her. One part of her wanted to be happy. Her child wouldn't be called a bastard again and she wouldn't be made a laughing stock in the public. But, on the other hand she wasn't. She destroy someone's wedding and was made as a substitute bride instead.

Actually, I didn't doubt that anything would look good on him. It seemed that the hearsay was true. He was poor and couldn't afford to buy a new suit for the wedding. Or he just thought it wasn't worthy of doing so. The elder interrupted my thoughts, "Bride and groom, for some reason, you can't swear to the Moon Goddess now. As a substitute, you can exchange rings as your proof of oath that you accept each other completely and will never separate." The word "substitute" rang the bell in my mind.

“I also found out the day before, and I thought—maybe I should tell you before the ceremony because if I don’t then—then it would be wrong and—” “Hey.” His voice cut through my rambling, his hands finding my shoulders in a bid to keep me from panicking. I was on the brink of it. But I had to let it out before it spiraled. I had to let him be aware, before commitments are made. “Slow down,” he said quietly, his gaze steady on mine. “What are you talking about?” My throat felt dry as I pulled away from his hold. Everything in me tightened. “You must think that I was Emily, but I’m not. I am Brianna, the one sent as a replacement for the bride that ran away.”

The boss bore the pain in his groin and kicked the man hard, “Are you out of your mind? She is just playing with you. She is nothing but a mere actress. How much money do you think that she has?” Hearing their conversation, Emmy spoke up, “My husband is rich. I am sure that you have heard of someone by the name Vince Young. I am his wife, and if you let me go, I can guarantee that he will reward you handsomely.” Hearing that, the boss laughed so hard that tears were coming out of his eyes, “You are very funny. Who do you think you are? Can someone like Vince Young get married to you? You should wake up from your wild dream, bitch.”

My heart was in pain for him but there was nothing I could do other than keep him safe. "Is he treating you appropriately?" "Father, thank you for talking to my supervisor. A bit about my husband, all of you were wrong. He is an extremely reasonable person and adores me." "Not cruel? No way! He is as cold as ice!" "Rumors! I *ssure you that he is not at least cruel to me." "I'm glad you re*ssured me this but how come you say that? What about his reputation?" "Father, he knows that I'm the substitute bride. He has promised not to make things difficult for you."

"Lexie Shay Dillon, do you take Zheme Mardruk Algae for your lawful husband, to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, until death do you part?" Lexie looked towards Zheme, hands nervously squeezing his. "I...I do." "You have declared your consent to the church." The priest clasped both his hands behind his back, a pleasant yet hardly noticeable smile on his lips. "You may now kiss the bride." Zheme was the first to lean in, plump lips crashing onto Lexie's with a gentle passion. Her lips were as soft and as moist as ever and just like Zheme's they moved with a slow and delicate tendency.

He said angrily at her. “They would see through it,look at her she’s a mess,she’s fidgeting,what would they say if they see her instead of Katherine,and worst of all dining in fear,won’t that make your name spill in the mud as a ruthless in law” Mr.Sinclair looked at her and finally took her point,he agreed to postpone the wedding till tomorrow,where I am more “comfortable” And then it hit me,so cold.Guests outside would soon rise to their feet, expecting to see a glowing bride walking toward her groom.But they would see only me. The imposter.

“No issues, Miss White. I’ll report back to Mr. Roberts.” She turned to leave. Emily stopped her. “And tell him something else,” Emily said. Kim paused. “From now on, he reports to me directly,” Emily said. “Not through you. I am the acting CEO. The heiress. The board hasn’t voted yet, but soon they will.” Kim stared at her for a second, then nodded with a fake smile playing on her lips. “Roger that, Miss White.” She left the office. The silence that followed felt different, lighter somehow.