The Substitute Bride and the CEO's Forbidden Passion

In her previous life, Claire Wentworth gave up the inheritance left by her mother in order to avoid marrying Alexandre Montfort. At that time, she thought it was a wise decision, but the cruel reality made her realize that she was completely wrong. All the subsequent sufferings stemmed from this decision.

Now, the gears of fate have reversed, and Claire has been reborn. How could she repeat the same mistakes? She made up her mind to hold tightly to everything her mother left behind and take back, without the slightest loss, the property embezzled by Simone Lefort. The company, real estate, stocks, shops, jewelry... She was determined to get everything back.

Seeing that Claire didn't respond for a long time, Simone Lefort became furious. "Claire Wentworth, don't be ungrateful! Fine, you don't agree, do you? Well, today, whether you like it or not, you have to get married! Go change your clothes right now!"

Claire calmly raised her head and gave her a cold glance. With just this one look, Simone Lefort was like a rooster with its throat choked. Her breathing became rapid instantly, and all the threatening words she had prepared got stuck in her throat, unable to utter a single word. When did this girl's eyes become so sharp? In the past, a single look from her could make Claire tremble all over, but today, she was going against her at every turn.

Feeling provoked by Claire, Simone Lefort's voice suddenly turned venomous. "What kind of look is that? Hate me? I'm doing this for your own good. If you don't want to marry Alexandre Montfort, I'll ask your father to find you some homeless trash from the street to marry. Claire, think it through..."

"I'll marry!" Claire suddenly spoke. This time, her voice was low and hoarse, full of deep hatred.

Simone Lefort's heart tightened, and she looked at her suspiciously, always feeling that something was off. However, it didn't matter. As long as she agreed to substitute for the marriage, she didn't care about anything else. "That's more like it. Get up and change your clothes quickly."

"I can marry in place of Victoire Wentworth, but I have two conditions."

"What conditions?" Simone Lefort asked with a look of impatience.

"First, I want to sever the father - daughter relationship with Antoine Wentworth." After cutting off the relationship, these people wouldn't be able to take any advantage of her through blood ties. This was a precaution.

"What?" Simone Lefort's face lit up with surprise. For so many years, she had been trying to drive Claire away but had never succeeded because Antoine Wentworth disagreed. Now that Claire herself proposed to sever the relationship, she couldn't wish for more. "And the second condition?"

"I want to cancel the engagement with Lucas Moreau!"

Simone Lefort couldn't help but laugh, her wrinkles bunching up on her face. She thought this girl was really stupid today. If Claire severed the relationship with Antoine Wentworth, all of the Wentworth family's assets would naturally fall into her son's hands. And if Claire cancelled the engagement with Lucas Moreau, her daughter Victoire could marry into the wealthy Moreau family and become a glamorous young mistress. Thinking that her children's futures were assured, how could she not be excited?

While Simone Lefort was secretly delighted, Claire lowered her eyes, quickly concealing the mockery in her eyes. Laugh, laugh while you can. Soon... you won't be able to laugh anymore. When it comes to digging a pit, you have to hand the shovel to the other party, making them dig it willingly and happily. The deeper they dig, the greater the sense of accomplishment in the future.

Claire turned around and sat in front of the computer. This old computer was not very handy to use, but it was still possible to search for two agreements. She copied the agreements, quickly modified them, and sent them to Simone Lefort. "Print them out, in triplicate. Sign, seal, and then find a notary to notarize them."

In less than half an hour, Simone Lefort had the agreements ready. On the agreement to sever the father - daughter relationship, Antoine Wentworth's name and private seal were clearly visible; on the agreement to cancel the engagement, there were Lucas Moreau's signature and fingerprint. Claire thought to herself that in less than half an hour, Simone Lefort was able to get Lucas Moreau, who was taking care of Victoire in the hospital, to sign. What did this mean? It was very likely that she just made a phone call, and Lucas Moreau rushed back to sign immediately, otherwise, there wouldn't be enough time. Humph, Claire sneered in her heart and looked up at Simone Lefort. "Where's the notary?"

"I've already asked David to find one. He'll be here soon."

At this moment, someone outside shouted, "The people from the Montfort family are here!"

Simone Lefort looked at Claire unhappily. "Forget about the notary for now. You go change your clothes first..."

"Notarize first!" Claire was firm in her attitude.

Simone Lefort instinctively wanted to get angry, but when she saw Claire's cold eyes, she forced herself to swallow her anger. Notarize first, then. She wanted these two agreements to take effect as soon as possible more than Claire did. "Fine, fine, you win. I'll go and hurry them up." With that, Simone Lefort left in a hurry.

Claire sat in front of the computer again, her fingers quickly tapping on the keyboard. She entered a few commands, formatted the computer hard drive completely, and installed a few small programs by the way.

At this time, the people from the Montfort family had arrived at the door. First, a group of black - clothed men walked in. Their steps were in unison, and their imposing manner was intimidating. After entering the hall, they automatically divided into two teams.

Subsequently, a man in a dress, sitting in a wheelchair, was slowly pushed in. Although he was sitting in a wheelchair, his posture was still as straight as a pine. His facial features were well - defined, and his whole body exuded an air of nobility, coldness, and gloom. He was the crown prince of the Montfort family - Alexandre Montfort.

It was said that Alexandre Montfort had a capricious and moody personality. He often made people go bankrupt and live a life worse than death with a single word. The once - glorious Tianhua Consortium declined in his hands; the Hughes Group, which dominated Luocheng, saw its president jump off a building overnight, and its employees scattered like birds and beasts... He was decisive in his actions and his methods were fierce, making people tremble with fear. And he didn't even show up when dealing with these things.

The wheelchair slowly moved forward, stopped in the middle of the hall, and turned towards everyone. As he turned around, the air in the entire hall seemed to freeze. Antoine Wentworth, under great pressure, trotted forward, with a big smile on his face, and bowed respectfully. "Alexandre, you've had a hard journey..."

Alexandre Montfort slightly raised his right hand, and his voice was cold. "Where's the bride?"

Antoine Wentworth immediately turned to look at Simone Lefort. "Hurry, go and call the person out."

Simone Lefort felt extremely bitter in her heart. The notary hadn't arrived yet, and Claire was being particularly difficult today. She probably wouldn't come out easily. But obviously, Alexandre Montfort was even more difficult to deal with than Claire. In an instant, Simone Lefort decided that no matter what method she used, she had to get Claire into the hall.