Substitute Bride: Utterly Pampered by Her Billionaire Husband-Chapter 876: Later, She Heard Many Stories

Davina Rowe didn’t know what Justin Xavier meant by this question. She could only crash through the layers of smoke and meet the man’s cold eyes. Although he was smiling, his eyes were as cold as ice, like a knife forged to cut.

Davina Rowe felt a tingling at her scalp and quickly shook her head, stuttering, "No... no, I didn’t know the female lead was already decided to be Leah... Leah Thorne, so I didn’t dare to imagine, and I don’t want to act anymore."

Her words successfully pleased Justin Xavier. He placed the cigarette between his thin lips and then extended his large hand to pull her into his embrace. He raised his hand and, like pampering a beloved pet, tussled her hair. "That’s a good girl."

Perhaps in others’ eyes, this was his way of showing affection towards her, but Davina Rowe was too scared to breathe, stiffly held by him.

At this moment, Director Shaw laughed, "President Xavier, I thought you had a girlfriend and had left your sister behind, but it turns out the girlfriend is still less important than the sister. You’re still the same; no one can touch any of Leah Thorne’s things."

Years ago, when Leah Thorne first entered the entertainment industry, a top team crafted her journey. Everything she laid her eyes on, from film roles to fashion endorsements, was hers alone, tagged as such, and no one was allowed to touch it.

Sister?

Davina Rowe suddenly lifted her head and looked blankly at Director Shaw, "Sister? Who is President Xavier’s sister?"

Some people knew about Leah Thorne being Justin Xavier’s sister, but those were all within the circle of the upper-class aristocracy. Someone like Davina Rowe definitely wouldn’t have the chance to know.

Director Shaw gave Davina Rowe a puzzled look, "You don’t know, do you? Leah Thorne is President Xavier’s sister. Although not by blood, they are closer than most siblings."

What?

Davina Rowe gasped, actually, the night she saw Justin Xavier bring Leah Thorne into the room, she had guessed their relationship. Rumor had it Leah Thorne navigated the entertainment circle with a wealthy patron behind her, and Davina Rowe guessed this patron was Justin Xavier.

The trade of money and beauty is all too common in the entertainment circle, so Davina Rowe wasn’t surprised.

But now, Director Shaw said Leah Thorne was Justin Xavier’s sister.

Oh my god.

Davina Rowe felt her head go blank for a moment. She recalled Justin Xavier’s little fetish, asking her to call him "brother".

Davina Rowe realized something; she understood everything.

Justin Xavier’s handsome face showed no emotion; he simply let go of Davina Rowe, took the cigarette from his lips, and looked down at her with his handsome eyelids, smiling, "Leah gets spoiled by me. You have to let her have her way in the future, understand?"

"Hahaha, President Xavier, aren’t you afraid of your girlfriend getting jealous and unhappy for being such a sister-loving maniac?" Someone quickly teased.

Davina Rowe couldn’t bring herself to smile. As he spoke, he flicked the ash in the ashtray, and that scarlet flame fell with chilling coldness and warning that Davina Rowe already felt.

"I ... I understand." Davina Rowe said, trembling with fear.

At this moment, someone exclaimed with excitement, "It’s starting, Phoenix Plume Pavilion has officially opened, and Beauty Sterling and Beauty Thorne are going to perform a dance together!"

As the endorsers for Phoenix Plume Pavilion, Serena Sterling and Leah Thorne reluctantly received a lesson from Charmaine, and then both were arranged to dance.

All the guests quickly found their seats. This time, they traveled from afar just to see this grand feast of Serena from the South and Leah from the North dance together on stage.

The previously noisy hall soon quieted down, and everyone’s gaze instantly focused on the stage.

Justin Xavier also took his seat, and Davina Rowe obediently sat by his side. At this time, all the lights in the hall were turned off, leaving only a few small lamps on the stage, shining like stars in the dark night.

Serena Sterling and Leah Thorne soon appeared. Serena wore a white gauze dress, while Leah wore a black strap dress. One was pristine and dazzling; the other was soft and advanced. The collision of black and white immediately stimulated everyone’s eyes.

Serena Sterling and Leah Thorne began dancing.

They both had been learning to dance since childhood, their bodies flexible as if boneless, and they had an excellent rapport with each other. A stunning dance, which in later years remained a classic in streets and alleys like a textbook.

Serena Sterling swung her sleeves, her delicate body spinning graceful arcs in the air. She didn’t forget to glance at Leah Thorne and cast a worried look.

Leah Thorne knew what her best friend was worried about because Justin Xavier and Davina Rowe sat right below the stage in the VIP section. Even without looking, she could sense Justin Xavier’s eyes were firmly locked on her.

Leah Thorne faintly curled her red lips. Throughout the journey, she had heard many stories.

She heard about her best friend Serena in the best years of her life, meeting her Mr. Crawford, separating during Mr. Crawford’s struggles, and in Alani, having her first child alone. At the freezing last moment of her life, she sent her eldest son, Caden Crawford, across the oceans to Mr. Crawford. "There will be angels to love you for me."

She heard about the story of Jude Crawford and Yara Willow, their unspoken love filled with sorrow and regret, but their entire lives were only enough to love one person.

Later, she heard about Zane Crawford’s story, when all learned the truth in the coldest weather. But just like the spring breeze bringing a bloom of peach blossoms overnight, someone delivered Zane Crawford’s tightly clutched red bean of longing.

Leah Thorne was deeply moved. When she was very young, she heard about love and once imagined her future, until she later met Justin Xavier.

Meeting Justin Xavier, she realized she was not a character in those stories. All stories were mere tales told with laughter.

In this world, life has a hundred forms, people have a hundred faces, and so does love, which has countless postures.

Not everyone can love as deeply and purely as Serena and the others. Many people drift apart after walking together, and many slowly lose their original selves in the fleeting time slipping through their fingers.

Many people will encounter numerous scenes in life, after sailing through thousands, occasionally anchoring at others’ sides, perhaps not even becoming each other’s exclusive memories. Like her, like Justin Xavier, Leah from the Thorne family, and Justin from the Xavier family, from their meeting they were wrong, everything was wrong.

Leah Thorne was smiling, perhaps at herself, as her soft and boneless body kept spinning on the stage, the black dress swirling out an almost bewitching curve.

Suddenly the small lamps on the stage emitted bright beams, all focused on Leah Thorne, causing shock throughout the audience as they watched her, not knowing how Leah Thorne, so young, could dance with such thrilling and ... such indifferent steps?

Quickly there was a "thud," the dance steps stopped, and Leah Thorne suddenly fell on the stage.