Chapter 445
The Mysterious Billionaire and His Substitute Bride
What an arrogant tone!
The girl standing before Janet was indeed beautiful, but her voice dripped with arrogance and contempt.
Janet put the menu down and rested her chin on her hand. âYes, Iâm Janet. If you want something from me, at least tell me your name. Otherwise, I wonât know how to address you.â
The girl pursed her lips and raised her chin slightly. âHeard of Mooney Mart? Itâs a national chain supermarket owned by my family. Other than the famous Lester family and the Larson Group, our company is the biggest and most well-known.â
Jesus!
This girl was too silly.
She had given Janet so much informationâbut still not her name.
Janetâs smile faded away. âIâve heard of Mooney Mart, but I still donât know your name, Miss.â
âIâm⦠Iâm Cindy Mooney of course!â Cindy didnât like Janetâs expression. Was she mocking her?
No one in the world dared to mock her, the daughter of the Mooney family.
Janet smiled again and turned to the waiter. âFoie gras, please. Good for two people.â
Noticing that Janet seemed completely disinterested in her, Cindy asked bluntly, âMay I sit with you?â
Without waiting for an answer, she plopped down on the seat opposite Janet.
It was clear that she still had a sense of superiority as she stared at Janet with disdain.
âYouâre Brandon Larsonâs wife. Whatâre you wearing? Your clothes look very cheap.â Cindy shook her head and clicked her tongue in disgust. She didnât think her words were impolite at all because in her household, she grew up saying whatever she wanted to say. âThere are dozens of popular families in Seacisco, but Iâve never heard of the Lind family. Whatâs your background, Janet? How did you meet Brandon?â
Janet shifted in her seat uncomfortably. She didnât know the woman sitting across her that well, nor did it look like Cindy had anything to do with Brandon. Despite this, Cindy brazenly interrogated Janet.
Judging from her words and tone of voice, Cindy seemed to be saying that Janet was too ordinary to be with a man like Brandon.
Not wanting to waste her breath on her, Janet said dismissively, âI have no reason to answer you, Miss Mooney. Thank you for your dish recommendation, but if thereâs nothing else, please leave now. Iâm expecting a friend.â
Cindy didnât give a damn. She firmly believed it was fate that she ran into Janet today. No media outlet would reveal Janetâs specific identity, shrouding Brandonâs wife behind a veil of mystery.
âCancel on your friend and have dinner with me today. Tell me, how long have you been with Brandon?
And how did you get him to fall in love with you?â Cindy asked persistently.
Sometimes even the servants who worked for her family couldnât stand her, let alone Janet, who didnât even know her.
âMaybe itâs because I donât talk nonsense to annoy others, or maybe itâs because Iâm more beautiful than most women,â Janet answered in a casual tone, mirroring Cindyâs arrogant manner.