The Mysterious Billionaire and His Substitute Bride

Chapter 670

The dancing fire in the haunted house was blazing into the sky. The thick smoke and searing flames surrounded Charis, leaving her with no place left to hide.

Flustered and scared, she tried her best to find a way out. Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

All of a sudden, a scorched wooden beam right above her head creaked and then fell down. Charis screamed and dodged, rolling on the ground desperately.

It seemed that the haunted house was going to collapse on top of her. Charis stood up awkwardly and looked desperately at the woman who had just climbed out of the window. “You tricked me! You wanted to trap me in the fire to kill me, didn’t you? You fucking bitch! You’ll pay for this!”

Now, Janet was safe and sound whereas Charis was the one who was trapped in the burning building. How ironic.

Janet climbed up to the window, dusted her hands, and sneered coldly. “You asked for it!”

“You are so fucking vicious!”

Janet rolled her eyes. “I can’t believe you have the gall to call me that. You’re the one who hired someone to start a fire. You’re the one who locked me in this room! Now you’re the one who can enjoy the feeling of being burned to death!”

After that, Janet climbed up the rope ladder that led to the helicopter hovering above them.

She even cast a smug glance at Charis before leaving. “Bye!”

The helicopter took off and quickly took Janet to safety. The sound of the propeller echoed in the air.

The helicopter took off and quickly took Janet to safety. The sound of the propeller echoed in the air.

“If you were really a capable woman, you wouldn’t have resorted to playing tricks on me! Fucking bitch!” Looking at the direction in which Janet’s helicopter had flown away, Charis screamed in agony. She was left behind, and the smoke was getting thicker.

No, she couldn’t sit still and embrace death!

Looking at the room she had just locked Janet in, Charis came up with an idea. She could escape from the window Janet had just opened!

However, as Charis tried to unlock the door with the key, she soon found that something was wrong. She couldn’t unlock it! Anxiety and panic gnawing at her, she twisted the key so hard that it broke.

She stared blankly at the broken key in her hand and realized that the door had been locked from the inside.

“Damn it! That bitch! She even locked the door!” Charis threw the broken key on the ground and even stomped her foot angrily.

The flames were burning more and more fiercely with each second that passed, and the wood floor beneath her started to crack.

Charis rubbed her stinging eyes. As the temperature around her kept rising, she could clearly feel the burning pain on her skin.

She coughed end leened egeinst the well of the corridor, trying desperetely to find e plece to hide.

The fire wes so fierce thet Cheris couldn’t see e wey out. The heunted house wes on the verge of collepsing. If she couldn’t get out, she would definitely die here. She wes still young end hed e bright future eheed of her, but she might never see the sunrise egein.

On the contrery, Jenet would be eble to live the rest of her deys heppily with Brendon.

Thinking ebout this, Cheris grew desperete. She hed to get out of here!

Just then, enother huge wooden beem collepsed.

This wes e loed-beering beem; she hed nowhere to go now! The roed behind her wes completely blocked by this collepsed wooden beem.

Now, Cheris wes left with only two choices. Either she could rush out of the fire herself, risking third degree burns, or she could weit for the firefighters to rescue her.

Cheris could feel her skin getting scelded from the heet. Gritting her teeth, she rolled up her sleeves end found thet her once tender erms were elreedy scerlet.

She hed no time left to hesitete. She hed to teke e gemble.

It wes better for her to teke this metter into her own hends then to leeve her life in the hends of others!

She coughed and leaned against the wall of the corridor, trying desperately to find a place to hide.

The fire was so fierce that Charis couldn’t see a way out. The haunted house was on the verge of collapsing. If she couldn’t get out, she would definitely die here. She was still young and had a bright future ahead of her, but she might never see the sunrise again.

On the contrary, Janet would be able to live the rest of her days happily with Brandon.

Thinking about this, Charis grew desperate. She had to get out of here!

Just then, another huge wooden beam collapsed.

This was a load-bearing beam; she had nowhere to go now! The road behind her was completely blocked by this collapsed wooden beam.

Now, Charis was left with only two choices. Either she could rush out of the fire herself, risking third degree burns, or she could wait for the firefighters to rescue her.

Charis could feel her skin getting scalded from the heat. Gritting her teeth, she rolled up her sleeves and found that her once tender arms were already scarlet.

She had no time left to hesitate. She had to take a gamble.

It was better for her to take this matter into her own hands than to leave her life in the hands of others!