The Substitute Bride

Though Black saw how quickly Holley walked toward the man, he couldn't see the latter's face clearly. Their behavior didn't display much intimacy, but Black still felt utterly uncomfortable and angry about the vague relationship between Holley and the unfamiliar man.

The two seemed to be talking about something serious, but Black was too far away to eavesdrop on anything. As upset as he was, he was close to rushing over to them and dragging the man away.

"Mr. Lu, there's a Cantonese restaurant around here. How about heading there for a bite?" Seeing Charles keeping his distance as if he wanted to avoid her at all costs, Holley felt discontented and deliberately approached him as subtly as she could.

"Okay," he said expressionlessly. Holley's small movements went unnoticed.

"Okay, let's go!" In a natural motion, Holley locked her arm with Charles' and leaned on him as if they were a couple.

Immediately, Charles responded by pushing her away to free his hand, frowning at Holley in disgust.

As she stared at him, her mouth twitched in frustration.

Meanwhile, as Black watched Holley interlock her arm with the man's, anger took over him as he ruthlessly slammed his fist against the steering wheel. At that moment, all he wanted to do was interrogate Holley and give the man a beating.

His anger burned fiercely in his heart. If looks could kill, Black's eyes would have already pierced through the man.

When Charles turned his body to sidestep away from Holley, Black finally saw his face.

'Charles Lu?' he wondered in surprise. In the past, Black had seen Charles attend some banquets hand-in-hand with his wife. So he got the impression that Charles was a loyal man. Never would he have expected to see Charles dating his girlfriend.

"Charles Lu!" Gritting his teeth, Black couldn't help crying out.

At that moment, Black's heart was overcome with hatred. And he was determined to make Charles pay with a hefty price.

Discreetly watching t

d to the task. His tone, however, was no longer as casual as before.

Charles Lu was no ordinary man. His company was one of the strongest in the city. It was no wonder that Terrence would be worried about targeting him—his own life might be put on the line.

"Okay, don't worry too much. After you do what I ask, rest assured, you'll be satisfied with the reward."

As he ended the call, Black smiled with sinister.

'Charles Lu, your existence in this world will be ending soon.'

In an alley lived an ordinary family.

The head of this family was a truck driver named Stuart Liu. His daughter, who suffered from leukemia, had to undergo surgery, which the family had no means to afford—they were driven into an impasse.

One afternoon, a man wearing sunglasses found the truck driver. It was Terrence.

"If you're willing to help me do something, your family will get a million after it's done. I'll make sure your daughter receives the best treatment. What do you think?" The bait he threw Stuart Liu was too good to deny.

"What do you want me to do? How do I know I can trust you? How can I be sure you'll follow through with your promise?" If he could receive such an award, Stuart Liu knew the price must be correspondingly high. He didn't believe in free lunches so he looked at Terrence skeptically.