Chapter 232
The Mysterious Billionaire and His Substitute Bride
âWhy should I believe you?â Janet scoffed.
She didnât have a good impression of Kent.
âFine. If you donât believe me, go ahead and drink it. I donât care,â Kent snapped back. He hated the way Janet treated him.
Kent himself knew he wasnât a reliable guy. But Janetâs hostility somehow seemed to upset him.
âLook. Iâve hung out with notorious people before, and Iâve seen the world. That man is a rapist. I heard he just got released from jail last month. Logically speaking, no one would hire him, not in such a cafe at least. Something is fishy. Maybe he has sneaked in. He brought you a cup of coffee, but did you see he wait on any other customers? No. It looks like youâre his only target. I asked you not to drink it because I have an inkling he might have drugged it. Have you offended anyone lately?â
Kent had never looked this serious before. Janet seemed confused and didnât know what to say. âDo you mean someone has set a trap for me?â
âItâs just a guess. But judging from the situation, he seems well prepared. People like him donât make a random move. Are you here to meet someone? Or did you just walk in on a whim?â Kent pushed the coffee cup aside and studied her face.
âIâm waiting for my adoptive father here.â A shiver ran down Janetâs spine. âI donât think he wants to hurt me.â
That seemed unlikely. She knew Bernie, and the man wouldnât do such a horrible thing.
âHow are you so sure? After all, you are just an adoptive daughter.â Kent was a wealthy man who had seen people from various walks of life. He was more experienced than Janet and understood how vicious people could be better than she did.
âHe just sent me a message, asking if he could meet me here. He didnât call me. Iâm not quite sure if the text was from my adoptive dad or if someone has texted me from his phone.â Bile rose in Janetâs throat as two people came to her mind.
She suspected Fiona or Jocelyn had texted her using Bernieâs phone.
Kent trailed his finger across the rim of the glass, smiling. âDo you have any clue?â
âWell, I think I know who is behind this. Thank you for helping me.â Janet stood up in a huff with her bag. Moments later, she sat down.
âWhat happened? Do you want to spend more time with me?â Kent asked, taken aback by her sudden change in plan.
Janet didnât even bother talking to him.
She wanted to leave. However, the two had crossed the line. Janet could no longer put up with this issue.
Fiona and Jocelyn had been relentlessly trying to hurt her. Janet couldnât quell her anger. It was time to fight back.
She slyly glanced around.
The coffee shop was very quiet, and the surrounding streets looked nothing out of the ordinary.
Janet wondered if Fiona and Jocelyn were watching her from a secret hiding place. If Janet didnât drink this cup of coffee, they would probably show up in person soon, thinking she would leave because Bernie hadnât shown up as expected.
âHey, whatâs going on? Didnât I tell you that someone might be after you? Itâs dangerous. What are you still doing here?â Kent could never make out what Janet was thinking. That was why he was obsessed with her.
âMr. Perkins, I appreciate your kindness. But I have something else to do. You can leave now.â Janet cast an impatient glance at Kent, nervously tapping her feet. She took out her phone and texted Ethan.
Ethan was a strong man. Janet believed he could protect her. His presence would make her feel safe and secure.