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

I took a small step to the stern and saw that only Jerrold and Patrick were there.

I was afraid of scaring away the fish, so I kept quiet.

Before I got close, I heard Jerrold said, "He has spent a lot of money on this matter. If there is no higher bargaining chip, it is very difficult to suppress this matter."

"What's the price of these materials?"

"At least this number." Jerrold said and raised his hand. I thought it was five million, and then I heard him said, "Fifty million."

Hearing this number, I was astonished to breathless.

Chapter 390 See Her Being Burnt to Death