A SUBSTITUTE BRIDE

The Sanchez family and the Royer family were ranked first together. Although the Royer family was relatively active in An City, no one underestimated the Sanchez family.

The ability of the Sanchez family to do whatever they want is as impressive as ever.

It was said that a family had offended the Sanchez family. The next day, all information about this family was erased. Even those who knew the truth dared not reveal the slightest trace of it.

The two men entered. The moment they entered the living room, Leslie felt a powerful pressure. She stopped in her tracks, not daring to move forward.

Lyana looked up and saw Vincent walking from the stairs.

He wore a white shirt and well-tailored pants. Step by step, he headed towards Lyana.

When he got to the middle of the living room, sunlight streamed through the window and fell on him. He was so white he seemed to glow.

The coldness in his eyes instantly dispelled the heat from the room.

Leslie looked intently at this person, too scared to step forward.

The Vincent Sanchez rumor was ugly and fleeting. He looked like a demon from hell.

It seemed that the rumors couldn’t be entirely trusted.

Leslie pursed her lips slightly. Vincent was far more handsome than the male celebrities in the entertainment industry, but the cold aura around him matched that of a demon from hell.

She swallowed nervously. She looked at Lyana in panic. She was an intruder. If Vincent wanted to settle accounts with her, she could only get Lyana out.

Lyana frowned slightly and stared at Vincent without blinking. He looked even colder than before, and his gaze seemed to have sharpened.

Odd.

What was wrong with him?

Lyana frowned. Sensing that he was staring at her coldly, she pretended to be calm.

– Second Young Master, are you preparing to leave the house?

As she spoke, Lyana looked around but didn’t see Thomas.

She had made a deal with Vincent before. In front of strangers, they were patient and doctor. Now that Leslie was here, she started acting like a doctor again.

Lyana looked at Leslie out of the corner of her eye. She was like a child who had done something wrong. Her hands were intertwined and she lowered her head silently.

At that moment, Lyana saw Thomas coming down the stairs, his face pale. Her gaze landed on his face, as if asking what was wrong with Vincent.

He quickly approached Lyana and glanced at Vincent, who was standing in the living room staring at Lyana. He said in a low voice:

– Second Young Lady, Second Young Master has become even stranger.

Lyana frowns slightly.

– After you left today, the second young master remained in the office. After I got out, he didn’t seem to recognize me. As he left, he asked me where Lia had gone. Do you think he…

– I understand.

Lyana stabilized her voice.

Vincent only called her Lia when he was Chuan Sanchez.

She looked at the coldness in his eyes and felt a little troubled.

What triggered Vincent? Otherwise, why would Chuan come out?

– The second young master stood by the office window looking out today. He looks dazed, as if waiting for someone. When I spoke to him, he didn’t say a word. I was scared to death.

– The third, Lyana said quietly.

Everything she feared was going to happen. She was mostly afraid of Chuan.

You had to know that Vicki could be coaxed casually. Even Vincent needed to be spoken to properly. Only Chuan didn’t give him a chance to speak.

Lyana took a deep breath and kept her composure. In a low voice she said:

– Accompany Miss Dean now. She’s a psychiatrist I hired specifically to treat Little Master. If I don’t come back, don’t let her see Little Master. Wait until I come back.

When Thomas heard Lyana’s words, he breathed a sigh of relief. He really didn’t want to see such a terrifying Second Young Master now.

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Now that he could leave, he was overjoyed.

Thomas approached Leslie impatiently and said:

– Doctor Dean, please come here. Wait a minute.

Leslie wanted to leave as soon as possible. Although Vincent looked like a true god and was incomparably handsome, the coldness emanating from this person was a bit overwhelming.

After the two men left, Lyana hesitated on how to break the deadlock.

– Lia.

That low, raspy voice was magnetic, like a glass of red wine. We couldn’t help falling into it.

Lyana’s body instantly tensed. She remembered Chuan’s warning last time.

At this moment, Vincent was like a poppy flower. He was beautiful and bewitching, making someone fall into a trance.