Every woman was looking forward to marrying her beloved man. So was I. I married Patrick Cowell, the man who I had a crush on for twelve years, in the name of my sister. My sister Caroline and I were twins, but she grew up in a rich and noble family while I grew up in an orphanage. She begged me to marry Patrick as her substitute because she didn't want to marry him. I agreed sweetly. Patrick was the only heir of the richest family in this city. Handsome, rich, and powerful. However, I didn't expect that he treated me cruelly in bed as if I was his enemy. Because he knew I was not his bride? Oh no!!!

Substitute Bride,Substitute Love

Mellisa clearly called out my name, indicating that she had at least known something.

In this case, I wouldn't avoid her.

There was no way for me to escape.

I held my cell phone tightly and replied calmly, "Okay, name a place."

Melissa finished her words and hung up the phone.

In less than a minute, I received her text indicating where we were going to meet.

It was a lounge bar on the second floor of a hotel.

I got up and looked at Nancy, "Sorry, I may be quite occupied in the next few days. As for the matters of the studio..."

"Leave them to me. I can handle these trivial matters." Nancy interrupted me and picked up a resume before adding, "Recently, someone working in Towering High previously applies for our vacancy. Do you know her?"

After she finished speaking, I took a look at the resume.

I couldn't help laughing after seeing the photo without reading the name.

Chapter 349 Is Glenn Patrick's Child or Not?