NovelEnglishThe Substitute Wife: My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire
Chapter 82: The InvitationJocelyn’s ears burned with embarrassment.
Everyone who graced this hotel was rich and powerful.
They all paused whatever they were doing now to glance at her with contempt.
"I have an invitation.Letin already!"
Jocelyn shouted indignantly, waving the invitation at the doorman’s face.
She normally got into these kinds of events like this.
The staff never stopped to check the guests carefully before.
In Jocelyn’s delusional mind, she thought she was a socialite.
Even though she wasn’t invited, she thought she deserved to attend the event.
She had even dressed up for the occasion and wore her most expensive accessories.
She thought the staff wouldn’t dare to question her if she tried to enter the venue like this.
"I’m sorry.Rules are rules.You can’t enter using another person’s invitation."
The staff cast Jocelyn a cold glance and made a gesture, asking her to move out of the way.
Just as she was about to lose all hope, she caught a glimpse of Ethan walking towards the banquet hall, hand in hand with
Janet.
Even Jocelyn had to admit that Ethan looked quite handstonight.
He had a nice figure and was very tall, standing at least a head above the crowd.He instantly drew the attention of the public,
especially with his indescribable aura.
"Are you here to catch a glimpse of what you can’t have? They won’t let you in without an invitation.Don’t blme for not giving
you a heads up if you’re driven away."
Jocelyn crossed her arms over her chest and sneered at Jwhen they cclose.
After all, what right did Jhave to be here? She was basically begging to be insulted.
Ethan looked at Jocelyn coldly.His eyes clouded over, as though they had been covered with a thin veil of frost.
This woman had been nothing but rude to Janet.
If it weren’t for the fact that she was his wife’s sister and that he wasn’t sure how Jfelt about her, he would’ve taught her a
lesson or two by now.
Jsimply ignored Jocelyn and walked past her.
With a faint smile on her face, she pulled out an invitation from her bag and handed it to the staff.
How the hell did Jhave an invitation?! But Jocelyn quickly recovered.
She figured that Jmust’ve stolen the invitation.
Since the staff here was particularly strict, surely they’d find out that Jwas a fraud and would never let her in.
Smirking, Jocelyn was ready to laugh at Janet’s humiliation.
"Oh! Miss Lind, please cin.Allowto escort you inside."
To Jocelyn’s surprise, the staff didn’t even bother to look at the invitation and respectfully welcomed Janet.
Through gritted teeth, she stopped them angrily.
"What the hell?! You didn’t even check her identity!"
"Not here, sis."
Jshook her head and sighed, as though she was exhausted by Jocelyn’s behavior.
Jocelyn had humiliated the Lind family in public tand tagain.
Fiona had really spoiled her.
How could she not control herself even in public?
"What the hell is that supposed to mean? Why can’t I point out injustice when I see it? And how on earth do you have an
invitation? It can’t be yours.You stole it from someone, didn’t you?!"
Jocelyn was so furious that her face turned purple.
It wasn’t sthird-rate dinner party.
This was an event hosted by the Larson Group, a tycoon in the business world.
It had taken Jocelyn a great deal of effort to get her hands on an invitation.So how the fuck did Jget one?
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