CEO's substitute bride (Alyssa)

“Shouldn’t I be the one asking you and not the other way around? Why did you come all the way here?” The masked man interrupted with no difficulty. He squinted his eyes and bent over, trying to get a better look at her.

There was a hint of sternness tied to his words, and the concern it showed was just right. She couldn’t help but freeze at his tone.

Even Alyssa was convinced that the man was actually her cousin. She stuttered out, regaining her voice. However, she still couldn’t mask the shock etched across her features. What the hell was this? “I was just about to go back.”

“Is that so? I’ll send you off then.” With a nod, the masked man pulled her wrist and walked out of the convenience store.

However, the male colleague who had escorted her all this way wouldn’t let her go that easily. Instead of allowing her to leave, he walked straight towards the entrance, blocking their paths. He motioned to his papers. “We’re still supposed to do our research, remember? Are you planning on bailing out on me?”

Alyssa looked him with a faint smile on her face. “My cousin had traveled all this way just to visit me, so of course I’ll have to put him first.”

She then rubbed the back of her neck almost hesitantly. “Although I’m sorry for troubling you.”

Just as he was about to refuse, the masked man slowly took out his phone. “You want me to call the police?”

“No! If you want to go, then suit yourself!” The man didn’t even hesitate as he stepped aside, allowing them a way out.

Alyssa followed the masked man into the car. As soon as the car door was closed, she hesitated for a long time. She stared at him for a few seconds before mustering out the courage to ask but her voice still trembled, “Are you Dylan?”

The man slowly took off his mask as he flashed her a smile. “This disguise must be crap if you recognized me that easily?”

“No, of course not! It’s just…” Alyssa stuttered as she struggled to come up with the words to explain her predicament. Instead of defending herself, she fell into a fit of coughs, shaking her head over and over again. The anxiety was already eating her up.

She had followed him for eight years, watching all of the movies he had created as well as the number of series that he had starred in. The man was practically a legend! How was she not going to recognize him? She couldn’t even speak to him without her face turning red!

Were the faiths already thanking her?

Dylan saw her flushed face before nodding and said gently. “You don’t have to explain yourself.”

He then started to drive attentively as he tilted her way. “Where do you want to go?”

“Take me to the curbside. I can take a taxi back myself.” Alyssa wasn’t expecting to see Dylan today, nor did she expect that the man would save her! However, she shouldn’t trouble him too much, even if she was his biggest fan.

When they had finally arrived at a more crowded location, Alyssa got out of the car. “Do you plan on picking up a new script after returning?”

be acting in it. I don’t think it’s a profession I’d like to drop till I’m old and weary.” He chuckled. The words had slithered from his lips before he could even

up and she nodded heavily. “Well as long as you keep acting well, then

Although he had met plenty of his fans, none of them were as direct as her. She was quite honest with someone who had

for your help

big deal. You

him

to leave, Dylan

around in

soon as Dylan said her name, he frowned, watching her retreating

was the name of

…

located in Golden Fountain. However, this one was specifically used for Emmett’s guests.

restaurant, he saw Frank

few days ago, and he

said respectfully as he walked up to

Dylan arrived?” Emmett raised his hand

“He has.” Frank nodded.

Emmett walked straight into the

soon as the door creaked open, Dylan looked up at the newcomer. A small smile appeared across his lips, making him seem even gentler than usual. It was to no

“Emmett,” he called out.

He pushed the menu towards him.

conquering the entertainment business. As soon as he had signed a contract with Nine Clouds Media, he

his menu as he tilted his head. “Tell me, how are you getting along

all right,” He said, not bothering

a cup of water for himself. Taking a sip, he raised an eyebrow.

Emmett supposed to know? After all, since Alyssa had no interest in “Justin” and still didn’t know that

Dylan was a casual person. Why was he asking

come back here just to question me about my married life?” Emmett leaned back

been

go on a blind dating show, but

cleared his throat. “Never mind that. I’ll lose my fans if they know

and said. “Do you think they’ll care that