Billionaire's Fake Marriage

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t of the car with his stepmother Rebecca, she remarked on the beautiful day, expressing relief that the endless rain had finally ceased. Ritchie said nothing; he seldom spoke to Rebecca, and there was no need to start now.Inside the courthouse, they met the family lawyer, Mitchell Stanley (or Stanley Mitchell, Ritchie was never quite sure). Rebecca greeted him like an old friend, but Ritchie couldn't hide his disdain for his father's wife. She was at least forty years younger, dressed as if she were in her twenties, and her attire left little to the imagination. It wasn't her appearance that bothered Ritchie the most; it was her attitude. Rebecca was a blend of shallowness and meanness, typical of certain socialite women. Being around her made Ritchie queasy. He hoped the will reading would conclude swiftly.They were ushered into a room with a table and chairs, along with a flat-screen television. The lawyer thanked them for attending, as they were Mr. Hollis' only living family members, and his father had hoped they would be present together. Eager to get it over with, Ritchie mentioned his upcoming meetings, prompting the lawyer to proceed.The lawyer turned on a video, and Ritchie's father appeared on the screen, looking like he did before falling ill, with a youthful spark in his eyes. Ritchie noticed the gold wa