Mr. CEO's Substitute Bride

Victoria Thornton finished speaking, and her father-in-law, Atlas Lancaster, stopped in his tracks, clasping his hands behind his back as he bent forward to look at his daughter-in-law, his phoenix eyes widened.

"How much did your dad earn this time?"

Victoria Thornton proudly held up two fingers to Atlas Lancaster.

"How much? Twenty thousand?" Atlas Lancaster asked, his eyes bulging, while Victoria Thornton showed a helpless expression, "Dad, is twenty thousand worth mentioning? My dad netted two hundred thousand this time!"

Atlas Lancaster’s eyes widened even more, and even Eva Hayes stopped her complaining as all three brothers stared at her. In that "ten thousand yuan household" era, making two hundred thousand in a single deal was astronomical.

Atlas Lancaster sat down in a single armchair, "Victoria, tell me, how did your dad make the money?"

"Oh, Dad! Look at you, the Lancaster family’s factories make quite a bit each year. It’s just that you don’t handle the finances and don’t put money away, so you’re not aware."

Victoria Thornton said, laughing and crying. The Lancaster family had several factories and companies, covering production and sales. Most of the relatives in the family held positions in the company, earning salaries and bonuses, while the majority of profits were handed over to the "state treasury."

Atlas Lancaster narrowed his phoenix eyes, "Victoria, are you suggesting... we run our own business?"

"Of course! It’s much more liberating to run our own factory, making decisions ourselves, and the Lancaster family isn’t without capital!"

"Hmm, Victoria’s idea is not bad." Atlas Lancaster nodded towards the front with narrowed eyes.

"Not bad my foot!" Eva Hayes sneered, spitting, and glared at her husband Atlas Lancaster, saying, "You think it’s so easy, but will the old master agree to us running our own business?"

"Hmph!" Atlas Lancaster sneered, "Now Daxton Lancaster is the Family Head. He looks down on our second branch and can’t wait to kick us out!"

"Dad, are you saying Daxton will agree?" Gabriel Lancaster leaned over, while Michael Lancaster had been running business for the company, with experience in establishing himself.

"More or less." Atlas Lancaster narrowed his phoenix eyes.

Since he hadn’t secured the Family Head position, they’d run their own business to avoid being governed by a younger man.

On the first day of the new marriage, Daxton Lancaster came back early and brought Violet Zimmerman a gift—a pair of emerald earrings.

Because breakfast and dinner were both had at the old master’s side, Violet Zimmerman had nothing to do. In the afternoon, she arranged flowers with the household servants and then returned to her room to rest.

Daxton Lancaster walked into the bedroom, holding a black briefcase made by their own company.

The slim man walked to the side of the bed, sitting down sideways, reaching out to push Violet Zimmerman’s shoulder, "Violet, wake up."

Violet Zimmerman rubbed her eyes and turned around. Wearing eyeliner, the act of rubbing her eyes caused the black eyeliner to smudge, making her drowsy eyes look at Daxton Lancaster like a panda.

"Daxton, you’re back?"

Seeing the woman’s adorable appearance, Daxton Lancaster couldn’t help but laugh, using his long fingers to wipe the corner of Violet Zimmerman’s eyes, where the black liquid had already dried.

"Get up, go wash your face."

"Okay,"

Violet Zimmerman propped herself up on her elbows to get up, walking towards the bathroom under the man’s gaze, and instinctively looked in the mirror upon reaching the washbasin, only to realize she had turned into a panda.

Although she and Daxton Lancaster were married, it was a new marriage, and in that era, men and women in love rarely held hands. Now, having her husband see this ugly appearance, Violet Zimmerman was embarrassed for quite a while, reluctant to come out.