Mr. CEO's Substitute Bride

The Lancaster Family was the first to make a down payment in City T, and back in those "ten‑thousand‑yuan household" days, they already owned more properties than anyone could count.

Leather, furniture—any industry that was booming, the Lancaster Family had a share in it.

The old estate was nothing an ordinary household could compare to: rock gardens, flower gardens, ponds, lawns, everything you could think of. Compared with the imperial palace compounds of ancient kings, it was only missing a moat.

Violet Zimmerman had been to the Lancaster Family’s old estate a few times. If it weren’t for her little uncle Joseph Lancaster, she was afraid she’d get lost.

The sedan stopped at the door of Violet Zimmerman’s bridal room. Joseph Lancaster got out first, then reached his arm out to support his sister‑in‑law in red wedding shoes as she stepped down from the car and led her inside.

Seeing the lady of the house come back, the servants at home stood neatly in two rows and greeted her respectfully, "Madam."

"Hey. Hello, everyone." Violet answered happily, then suddenly remembered that the bag she’d used to hold the red envelopes had been left at the banquet.

Though Joseph Lancaster wasn’t very old, when his elder brother Daxton Lancaster told him to bring Violet Zimmerman home, he immediately thought about handing out red envelopes to the household staff.

So before coming back, he asked the housekeeper for some red envelopes and stuffed his own allowance money into them.

The young man fished out a stack of red envelopes from the pocket of his school uniform.

"Sister‑in‑law, this is what Big Brother asked me to give you."

"Thank you."

These emergency red envelopes prepared by Daxton Lancaster filled Violet Zimmerman’s heart with emotion. Her husband not only had a good family background and good looks, he was also so attentive. Violet felt she must have done something good in her previous life to be able to marry such an excellent and considerate man.

The servants took their red envelopes and went off to their respective tasks, while Joseph Lancaster called over the auntie who managed things in the house.

"Auntie Li, which room is Big Brother’s bridal room?"

Big Brother had told him to see his sister‑in‑law home, and he had to deliver her to the bridal room for the task to be considered complete.

"Second Young Master, it’s the one the Eldest Young Master usually stays in."

"Thank you, Auntie Li, go ahead and get busy."

A well‑educated young man, he was just as polite to the household staff.

"Madam, I’ll go back to my work now." Auntie Li dipped her head slightly and turned to leave. Violet Zimmerman looked around curiously, and Joseph Lancaster took her arm again.

"Sister‑in‑law, I’ll take you back to your room."

"Okay." Violet withdrew her gaze and smiled at Joseph. Uncle and sister‑in‑law walked toward the staircase together.

The Lancaster Family Head’s residence was naturally the finest in the old estate; just the bedroom alone was over a hundred square meters.

European architecture, European décor—the sofa, the marriage bed, and the bench at the foot of the bed were all in festive red.

The bedspread was embroidered with soaring dragons and dancing phoenixes, and there were mandarin ducks stitched on the curtains.

After supporting Violet Zimmerman to the side of the bed, Joseph Lancaster left, smiling as he said, "Sister‑in‑law, you rest for a bit first. In the evening we’ll have a family reunion dinner. My place is just in the back—if you need anything, just have a servant come and get me."

"Thank you, Joseph."

Violet thanked him sincerely, and the smile on the young man’s face didn’t fade.

"Sister‑in‑law, no need to be so polite. We’re family."

After Joseph Lancaster walked out, a servant came in, holding a brand‑new bright red wedding outfit in both hands. She went up to Violet’s side and said respectfully,

"Madam, the Family Head instructed that you change into this after you come back."

"Just set it down."

After standing in high heels all day, Violet Zimmerman had just been about to take them off, but seeing the servant come in, she could only keep them on for the time being.

The servant laid the wedding outfit on the bed, then dipped her head again. "Madam, please rest for a bit. I’ll go run your bath."

Waited on by the servant, Violet took a bath and changed into fresh clothes, then lay down on the bed to rest.

She’d been so excited the night before that she’d barely slept, and today she’d been busy all morning. It didn’t take long before Violet drifted off into a deep sleep.

Half‑asleep, she felt an itch on her cheek. Violet blinked her sleepy eyes open, and a gentle, jade‑like face entered her field of vision.

It was her husband Daxton Lancaster, sitting sideways on the bed at that moment, his fingertip resting on her face, gently caressing it.