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Chapter 2: Who Gave You The Courage To Pretend To Be Her



Chapter 2: Who Gave You The Courage To Pretend To Be Her

Looking at the woman in front of him, who seemed to be spitting image of Leona, Cecil withdrew his arms and pinched her chin fiercely. His eyes narrowed, making him look wild and menacing. He asked coldly, “Who are you?”

Being exposed all of a sudden, Linda felt ashamed.

Besides, she wasn’t prepared to face a situation like this, and didn’t know if she should admit that she wasn’t Leona.

If Cecil knew that the Ye family had deceived him, what kind of punishment would befall them?

While Linda was weighing the situation, Cecil tightened his grip on her chin, seemingly wanting to crush her bones. With a fierce glare, he demanded, “Answer me!”

Seeing the murderous look in his eyes, Linda shrank back in fear. “Mr… Mr. Bo, I’m Leona’s elder sister. My name is Linda Ye,” she stammered, barely able to get the words out of her mouth.

Cecil finally let go of her and raised his hand to pinch the space between his eyebrows. His voice was still cold as he asked, “Where’s Leona?”

Linda subconsciously brought her knees up to her chest and crossed her arms around them. She looked like a prey that had been cornered. After taking a deep breath, she looked up at the handsome man in front of her and whispered, “She… She ran away from home.”

“Why?”

“I don’t know.”

Linda didn’t want to mention the note, nor did she want to tell him what was written on it. Or rather, she did not dare to tell him about it.

Cecil suddenly turned around and sat down on the armchair in the bedroom. He took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it. Surrounded by the smoke, he glanced at the woman on the bed and said in a domineering tone, “Who gave you the courage to pretend to be her and marry me?”

Linda gulped in fear and clenched her fists again.

She wished she could just disappear from this room, but she had no choice but to face her so-called husband.

Summoning all her courage, she began explaining in a gentle but firm tone. “Mr. Bo, the whole of Los City knew that the Bo family and the Ye family had joined hands through marriage. Although the bride is not Leona, I’m also a member of the Ye family. The connection between our two families still exists. You have to help the Ye family weather through the crisis according to the previous conditions. Otherwise, if the truth of the marriage is exposed to the public, both our families will lose face. Imagine if the headline tomorrow reads ‘Mr. Bo’s fiancee ran away from the wedding.’ Both our families will become the laughing stock of the city.”

Linda knew very well that she was just making a gamble. Perhaps she could convince Cecil to continue to save the Ye Group. Text © owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

But when Cecil heard these words, he did not respond.

There was no mockery, sarcasm, or sneering.

Instead, he just continued to smoke slowly as he stared down the strange woman on the bed.

Linda felt so uneasy under his gaze that she was barely able to maintain eye contact with him. Just when she was about to look away, Cecil asked, “Are you willing to marry a man that you’ve never seen just for the sake of the Ye Group?”

Stunned, Linda tightened her grip on the bed sheet.

No!

She had first seen him when she was seven years old. She was willing to marry him because she had been in love with him since then.

That was the main reason she had offered to take her sister’s place.

But she knew that if she revealed the truth to Cecil now, it would only make matters worse.

She looked at him for a moment, carefully choosing the words that she was about to say next. “My parents have spent half their lives building up the Ye Group. But if the marriage between our two families fails, it will be destroyed in just a moment. I can’t just sit back and watch as it happens.”

Cecil snorted. “So? Are you saying that I should just accept your family’s deceit?Do you think I’m a rather mild man?”


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