Billionaire' Tricks: Married at First Sight

arrived, and the ra

ely. Inside the dance studio, a group of children in ballet a

forming an oval shape. Pay close at

focused on

eir children gathered in small groups, whispe

ly found their long-lost da

ed to the Moore family by blood? No won

but now that they've found their real daug

lex, doesn't seem t

r real daughter. She was nothing more than a stand-in,

upon Angela, fill

nned-a classic beauty wit

d the elegance of distant mountains. Her long, slender legs appeared even more delicate

knew how to maintai

adore her, but the parents

the students and parents off, a co

your

alri

you to rest. Why did

he entire time, I'm sure complaints will start rolling in."

days brought unbearable pain, cutting her professional dancing caree

ck you up?" her colleague asked while tidyi

it hard to read her expression. Her voice was quiet

eague fe

u

ng the Moore family's

days. Every time it rained, he would personally pick her up and drop her off at w

nced the return of their biological d

ys out having fun wi

ldn't help but fee

the students and parents." The institute's director observed her carefully. "You can

e a cab." Angela changed out of her dancewear and left the in

zy drizzle. The institute was located outside the cit

k to the nearby bus stop, hoping to find sh

into her bones, making her shiver. She had unde

us stop, the roar of an

as it approached. Angela's breath hitched-somethin

hing on the curb. She nearly stumbled int

of brakes pi

st two or three me

t pale, brea

r quickly opened the door and rushed over. Upon

at him, moment

t she couldn't immedia

the rear passe

erial-collar shirt was paired with a four-in-hand knotted tie. His presence was already

and detached, de

as he stepped forward-sharp brows, strikingly define

d within a few steps, he

lightly, it shielded her

Wil

ad unknowingly slip

t-well beyond a safe distance. Feeling uneasy, she instinctively tried to ste

ll, Frances reached out, st

s happening before the warmth of his

mbrella, they stoo

dy scent on him-warm yet crisp, refined yet

ntrusion sent he

," she hur

my driver's mistake. I apologize for the scare. Miss

s an old

in the rain. I'm really sorry. Luckily, you weren't hi

gized pr

gela tried to refuse, but when her eyes me

San Francisco two weeks

attention. Wherever he appeared, people scrambled to curry favor. In

m once before-at a gala

seated high above the cro

the room with quiet intensity-like a wolf

as enough to make pe

," John urged. "I heard you're a dancer-if your leg gets seriously injured, t

erstood wh

ces. They were likely worried that if she refused now but

pital would put

said, his voice cold and unreadable,

ncern, Angela had no

, and the sheer weight of his presence was suffocating. Fortunately

erwhelming until h

swered

u? Why aren't

got of

n't need the little money you make." James Moore's voice was d

ckled window, subtly clenched t