The Mysterious Billionaire and His Substitute Bride

Embarrassed, Jocelyn put down her coffee cup and said, “I hold no position for the time being.”
Her goal was to marry into a rich and powerful family. Why would she work for any company? The only reason why she was
involved in this project in the first place, was because she had seduced Jason into letting her do so.
Garrett pushed his glasses against the bridge of his nose. “Your relationship with Mr. Gentry is your private matter, but this
collaboration project is a business affair between two companies. You’re just his girlfriend. You are in no position to determine
which designs are going to be used, let alone slander our employees and our company.”
Jocelyn flushed, humiliated.
Who the hell was this man? How could he insult her in public like this?
The more she looked at him, the more he seemed familiar. Jocelyn thought that she had seen him in a magazine before, but she
couldn’t quite put her finger on it.
Nevertheless, she shot up to her feet and glowered at him. “You have offended me greatly. You can rest assured that I will be
telling Jason about this. You can say goodbye to this damn collaboration once and for all.”
Garrett sneered at her, unfazed. “Be my guest.”
He had to admit that he was quite taken aback by this woman’s arrogance and profound stupidity. He couldn’t believe that Jason
Gentry, who was a reputable CEO by his own right, had such terrible taste in paramours.
Gritting her teeth, Jocelyn grabbed her purse and stormed out of the conference room.
Just as she said, she headed directly to Jason’s place.
Where else would she go? She had complaints to air out.
“Jason! Are you aware that the people at Larson Group are nothing but bullies? They actually kicked me out! And that man
wearing glasses actually dared to yell at me in front of everyone! Color Company is one of the best clothing companies in the
country, but it looks like they don’t take you seriously, honey.”
Jocelyn was scantily clad at this point, having shed most of her clothes when she had thrown herself at Jason. She clung to his
arm now, pressing her breasts against him as she whined coquettishly.

Jason was busy playing games on his phone and didn’t even turn to look at her. “Hmm? The man with glasses? Are you talking
about Garrett?”
“You know that guy? Do you think you can make the Larson Group fire him?