Mr. CEO's Substitute Bride-Chapter 648 - 644, from today on, you are my official girlfriend.

Facing such a rational yet self-opinionated woman, Felix Shaw inwardly mocked, "Do you think you’re the one who can move my heart?"

Mia Foster, however, shook her head seriously, "Not yet," she said firmly, meeting Felix Shaw’s obviously teasing gaze, "But I will make you succumb."

Felix Shaw smirked, "Interesting."

Suddenly leaning forward, across the food on the table, he approached with his handsome face. This sudden move didn’t faze Mia Foster at all, as she maintained her original posture.

Felix Shaw spread his hands in front of her, "Give me your phone."

Looking at him, Mia Foster straightened up and opened her purse on the nearby seat. She took out her phone and said, "Just tell me your number directly."

Felix Shaw frowned slightly in disapproval, "Women aren’t cute when they’re too smart."

Mia Foster had already dialed the number and, looking at Felix Shaw, smiled innocuously, "Can’t help it. If you like women a little dumber, sorry, I can’t fake that."

In the treacherous business world, how could one survive without being sharp?

Felix Shaw shook his head, clicking his tongue twice. He grabbed her phone to get Mia Foster’s number and called it. As he put away his phone, he said, "From today on, you’re my official girlfriend. Remember, be available at all times."

With this official girlfriend as a cover, he wouldn’t have to sneak around when dating Elizabeth White in the future.

Mia Foster put her phone back in her purse and said, with a calm yet assertive tone, "It might be difficult if I’m working."

"Don’t worry, when you’re working, I’m working too."

In broad daylight, private meetings are inconvenient.

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At a hotel in City T, Elizabeth White had almost destroyed the room’s items; half an hour had passed, and she was still venting.

Sister Lisa, her manager and assistant, couldn’t stand it anymore and impatiently stopped her, "That’s enough. Stop it already."

Elizabeth White threw the sheet in her hand to the ground, looked at Sister Lisa, visibly agitated.

"He lied to me! I clearly heard a woman’s voice, yet he says he’s busy! I think he’s busy dating that vixen!"

"So what?" Sister Lisa rested her hands on the armrest of the chair, crossing her legs, "If you have the guts, go catch them in the act!"

The blunt questioning slightly tamed Elizabeth White’s temper. Shoulders drooping, she approached Sister Lisa, squatted down with a face full of grievance, "Sister Lisa, what should I do?"

"What to do?" Sister Lisa sneered, "Don’t think hooking up with Director Shaw means you can leap to the top in one go!"

Elizabeth White abruptly stood up and took a step back, then continued with an overbearing attitude, "Why can’t I? He’s unmarried, I’m unattached, plenty of others marry into wealth, why can’t I?"

"To fly up to the branches, you have to have that ability." Sister Lisa snorted disdainfully, "Felix Shaw is notoriously a playboy in the industry. Even Celeste Thornton, who’s prettier and more famous than you, was eventually ditched after he had his fun, given a breakup fee."

Seeing Elizabeth White’s frustrated yet indignant expression, Sister Lisa continued, "What’s most important now is to seize the opportunity. Felix Shaw is generous; while it’s still hot, you should have him invest in a few more films for you. When you’re a big hit, are you worried no one will praise you?"

"Sister Lisa..." Elizabeth White squatted again in front of Sister Lisa, "Can’t I become Mrs. Shaw?"

"That depends on your ability." Sister Lisa lowered her gaze, her eyes unable to hide her disdain. If it weren’t for her being obedient and willing to follow unwritten rules, she wouldn’t bother with such an artist who lacks acting skills and is arrogant.