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Mysterious Husband Is a Billionaire

Chapter 7 You Are Bold

Word Count: 1125 | Released on: 29/07/2024

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one glance with each other an

ith a smile. "I'm fine. Who will

r but knew m

as the second wife of my father. Therefo

nineteen years, and I wa

to marry the dead

able that she gave me a

lt f

nger, I went back to my spot, took one

mouth, but it tasted differ

reasy, and fresh. The cakes today

ppeared. "The offering

maid burst into laughter. "Mr. Carro

I was a bi

the small table was completely differe

food on the small table was popular recentl

down seriously, and this

he dark coffin behind me. "Well, didn't

From now on, I will be responsible for your da

it se

ents name her

er twenties. She had a medium build and tanned skin. Her facial

son, Rose look

ut there was a maid waiting on me. I

ed the empty chair beside me and sai

looked at Ja

ot here, so Madam

slightly, Rose sat

oof at all." Rose peeled an orange an

a low voice, "Do you know how

swered in a low voice like mine, "Old Madame Brown will

adame

man who did

nd looked

is afternoon, apart

what I had said t

Brown tell othe

d did wor

ked at the photo of Carroll, and thought, "Why don't

o another chair. "There are only the three of us,

ent. "Madam, I try to sho

me on! Mr. Carroll isn't dead. W

ent, Jason took the cha

f burying Mr. Carroll at a

cakes on it to Jason w

trouble after the emp

h, so the etiquette wa

than half a meter as if he had seen a ghost. He lo

e nodded at t

in the photo. Carroll looked cold, eleg

yone kept reminding me of

of fear on his face at

he nicest man to me ov

he was not s

ce Old Madame Brown to bury the

d to me with a kra

n aston

on our chairs respectiv

in her hand, and Jason

chewing the ora

ing a tea party rathe

my mouth and got up reluctantly. "Didn't we agree t

stuffed the kraft bag into my ar

I opened the kraft bag

usand dollars in tot

up and looked a

ch cash for t

ey. "Do you see nothing but money? Our eldest brother wi

emed to try to get me to

r eldest brother have

cheer for the fami

ht be a trap tomorrow night and that

the money didn't mean that I

Chapter End

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“"Carroll Brown is dead! But you have to marry him in your sister's name." My mother said to me in a cold tone. My sister was engaged to the hottest billionaire. It should have been a perfect marriage. Unexpectedly, Carroll was dead in an accident. My sister didn't want to become a widow, so she forced me to marry her dead fiance. And I had no right to refuse her. Actually, I was the biological daughter of the Smith family. My sister was an adoptive one. My sister and I had been swapped at the hospital when we were just born. My parents had already had a deep relationship with her. So they chose to sacrifice me. On the wedding day, I was taken to the mourning hall. "Ma'am, please keep Master company and let him feel warm." The housekeeper said with a cold expression. I couldn't help but look up at the portrait above the coffin, and my heart skipped a beat at this glance. The man in the portrait was more handsome than the superstars in Hollywood. Carroll Brown? My dead husband? Wow, he was really handsome! I didn't know how long had passed when my stomach began to rebel. After one glance at the coffin, I swallowed my saliva and then begged with my fingers crossed. "Mr. Carroll, I'm starving! May I eat your pastries? You don't mind, do you?" "I do." "Ah!" Scared, I broke out in a cold sweat. My legs went limp, and I fell to the ground. I shouted, "Ghost!" Carroll curled his lips, leaned over, and touched the black coffin. "Mr. Carroll has risen from the dead. What do you think of this headline tomorrow?"”