The Mafia King's Surrogate Wife
the handsome millionaire Collins Cordis, the CEO of Cordis group." Sherilyn announced in the large hall of guests. Juliet's jaw hung
ience for him to change. But that day never happened. Unable to accept her father
rty. She entered Juliet's life as a mother but for a curse. Sherlyn took over the Greenfield hospital that Juliet's mom
ure of Juliet. While Mollie her daughter was doing her graduation in an ivy league university,
of her engagement with the love of her life. She did not want i
ally came and congratulated her. However, all of them were fake. She could hear
Sherlyn from the corner of her eyes. She had a sinister grin look
Nobody can point a finger at her. She will be Mrs Juliet Cordis, the wife of millionaire Collin Cordis in n
going to be fine. She doesn't want Sherlyn to create a drama during her engagement and bring discomfort to Collins. He is a gentlema
ed Collins and the line connected on the second ring. But much to her predicament instead of his voice, she heard the
rs? Well, what better can I expect from a lunatic's daughter." Sherlyn huffed out fanning her face
rm and their eyes met. Mollie and Collins's intimacy was obvious which brought a jolt of electricity
erstood it as a warning sign. But she was stupid to trust him. Her heart sank at the realization. "Why di
pital. Why would he invest in her holdings if he had no interest in her? Now she understands the mathemati
Birthday to you." Mollie greete
heir distance, she noticed the red marks on Mollie's neck and the creases on
tincture which would burn him. Such an amount of abhorrence
s dressed lavishly, as if she was the star of the banquet. The fancy dress screamed like it was her engagement more than hers. "
glad you could finally bring him here." Juliet was smart if only her days were in favour, she would have s
essed a storm but no sooner she saw the placating features of Collins, every discomfort in her van
changed looks between them while tryi
he stage, but he coldly pulled away. "Don't touch
words got sealed in her throat. Butterflies rolled in her stomach with grief. "Think be
ort from the file and threw it on her face. "You are carrying anoth
skin. With shivering hands she took the fallen report from the