My Replacement Bride Is A Big Shot Novels & Stories

“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.”

“You’ll understand how I feel when you marry the most eligible bachelor in New York, Sierra. Your lips will dry out, and the only thing you’ll be able to do is keep smiling at everyone.” “Of course, I’ll never know how that feels because the most eligible bachelor is already your husband, isn’t he?” Sierra quickly countered, earning only a middle finger from Callie in response. Sierra laughed, letting the makeup artist touch up Callie’s makeup while she patiently stood by her friend’s side. “Sierra, my feet hurt. Can’t you take my place after this? I’m tired of taking pictures with them.” Sierra rolled her eyes. “How can I replace the bride? Don’t come up with such ridiculous ideas. I’ll alw

the man said, crossing his arms over his broad chest, “I didn’t expect our boss to marry someone like him.” The room went tense immediately. The temperature seemed to drop several degrees. Aiden frowned slightly, irritation sparking in his chest. Someone beside the man muttered quietly, “Marco…” But Marco ignored him. He looked Aiden up and down with a mocking smile that didn’t reach his eyes. “So you’re the replacement bride?” Aiden felt heat rise in his face. Before he could stop himself, the words slipped out. “Last time I checked, I’m not wearing a wedding dress.”

It seemed like they wanted to say something more. “What about my wedding?” Dave gave them a confused look and they were still looking at themselves, trying their best to speak out. “We won't beat around the bush and just go straight.” The man said and wore a strict face. “We heard the girl you're getting married to is a nobody with no name attached. To save you from embarrassment , you can switch the bride on that day. It's what we can do, the same way your parents got married.” I was so shocked at their words and was extra confused. Was this how the rich people were? If that was the case, I wasn't ready to corrupt myself.

I had many chances to kill him, but I chose to make him suffer even though I suffered with his sufferings. "Mother, you can hear me, right?" "Do me a favor! In our next life, be my mother again and live longer." Thinking about how John provoked me last time, made everything grow red across my sight. "If I don't retort what he said, I might lose my wife too." "I will send my brother a suitable gift, Mom. Something that makes him scream." Taking out my phone, I wrote a message to John. "I know Olive Levine is my replacement bride. Don't bother that much, John!"

~Elena~ I clasped my thigh, dragging the duvet closer to my naked body. I never expected that agreeing to be a substitute bride would drag my life into another nightmare. My new husband was disfigured as well as disabled, but it didn't affect his aura and power. I had no idea what I did wrong to piss him off. Didn't he marry Julia for love? Or had he recognized that I was just a fake? I followed the butler down the hall, the cold floor masking my feet. We arrived at a different section of the house on the ground floor. We passed a corridor connected with doors and stopped in front of one. He pushed open the door and ushered me in first before following.

She said with that stern tone she always used to get her way. Hours later, I heard the commotion downstairs; her arrival. I reluctantly left my room dragging my feet as I walked down the down staircase. Then I saw her. My jaw clenched as recognition hit me like a freight train. It was her—the girl from last night. The one I’d shared an impulsive, reckless night with at the club. She stood there, looking as stunned as I felt, her eyes darting nervously towards mine. “Callum.” My father said, snapping me out of my thoughts. “This is your bride; her name is Marlowe.”

She burst into tears and ran out, hands covering her face. Then I felt the heat of his breath by my ear. "Let's finish the wedding first. I'll explain everything later, okay?" With the nuisance out of the picture and me not quite in the mood to make a scene, the guests stayed quiet, and the ceremony moved along quickly. Not long after, I was in the bridal room, slapping the mattress hard with my palm. 'What the hell was that earlier? Was that supposed to be some kind of seductive act? Hmph. As if that would work on me.'

His voice was cold, and from the way his brows were furrowed, he was just as much confused as I was. "A wedding will be held today." He says in finality. My mother's eyes aren't the only one that goes wide. "B-but Kathrine isn't here," my mother stutters. "I am aware that your eldest daughter isn't here, Dorothy, but remember that before this was a love match, it was a business arrangement, and in order for the business arrangement to be fulfilled, your daughter must marry my son." Her eyes land on me, and my body goes rigid. He couldn't possibly mean…

But Olwen felt that she should also be grateful to them for the right way. But now it's different, Olwen has in his hand something important that can be exchanged with Kelly, in order to come up with a fair compromise, mutually beneficial. I bet the Kellys probably didn't want the Ramos family to know that the bride was swapped. Because Olwen is nothing but a worthless tool. And Xavla is the jewel, bringing benefits to Ramos. This marriage is a big business venture. No one wants to invest in a loss. Above all, no one tolerates being deceived by others. Because of understanding the general psychology of the situation, Olwen felt confident when participating in this war. Right now Olwen wished