Substitute Bride: Utterly Pampered by Her Billionaire Husband-Chapter 1127: Let Him Meet Someone

Jodie looked at Yuric, "Yuric, you already know about Dianna and Cain Shaw’s past, do you really not mind at all?"

How could he not mind?

At the resort hotel, Dianna was clearly drugged, yet she returned perfectly unharmed. What does that imply? It can only mean that Dianna and Cain Shaw slept together again!

He had been busy for nothing, and in the end, Cain Shaw got the better of him. When he recalls Cain Shaw grabbing him by the collar like a small chicken and hauling him out of the resort hotel, Yuric seethes with rage.

However, he didn’t reveal these feelings and instead looked sadly at Jodie, "Auntie, that’s all in the past. All I want is Dianna’s present and future, and of course, I won’t mind those past events. On the contrary, I’ll be even better to Dianna in the future. I believe one day she’ll see my sincerity, forget Cain Shaw, and fall in love with me!"

Jodie was almost moved to tears upon hearing this, and she held Yuric’s hand, "Good boy, now I can rest assured, I’m really comfortable leaving Dianna in your care."

...

Yuric left, and Jodie returned to her room. She felt she must take action, she couldn’t let her daughter’s life be ruined by Cain Shaw.

She had already paid the price for her youthful love, enduring loneliness, grievances, tears, despair, and pain during that marriage. Her parents disapproved of her marriage with Jason Hollis, so she eloped with him. When she returned to her hometown after the divorce, her parents had long passed away.

Now she couldn’t watch her daughter follow in her footsteps with her eyes open. The mastermind behind it all was Cain Shaw!

Others don’t know Cain Shaw’s identity, but she does, so she’s not afraid of Cain Shaw.

She’s already warned Cain Shaw not to provoke her daughter, otherwise, she doesn’t know what she might do. Never underestimate a mother’s love for her daughter!

Jodie was determined. She planned to fly to find Cain Shaw now!

...

Dianna had been staying in her room; at this moment, there was a "knock-knock" at the door, and a maid entered, bringing ice cubes, "Miss, let me apply some ice to your face. This time, Madam was really hard on you, your right face is swollen, and the ice can help reduce the swelling."

"Thank you, Auntie," Dianna expressed her gratitude.

The maid sighed, "Miss, I’ve been with Madam for so many years, it’s really not easy for her as a woman, so please don’t blame her."

Dianna shook her head, "I won’t."

"Miss, actually Madam is just afraid you’ll walk her same old path..."

Dianna curled her red lips, brilliant light shimmering in her bright eyes, "I’m not her, and she’s not me, so how would she know if I’m willingly following this path? Besides, my dad is my dad, and Cain Shaw is Cain Shaw. How does she know what path Cain Shaw will lead me down?"

The maid realized Dianna was determined and quickly said, "Miss, don’t say these words in front of Madam. She’ll be furious hearing them again. Fortunately, Madam is out now, otherwise..."

Dianna immediately caught the crucial words, "My mom is out? So late, where did she go?"

The maid froze; oh no, she let it slip!

Dianna was already alert. She quickly stood up and pressed the maid, "Where did my mom actually go? Did she go to find Cain Shaw?"

...

Jodie went to find Cain Shaw and promptly arrived at the resort hotel.

This time, she had to have a good talk with Cain Shaw. If he didn’t let go, she would expose his undercover identity.

At this moment, a low-profile black luxury car sped over, the rear door opened, and Old Man Shaw got out. There was also an old woman beside him, and this old woman was the boss.

Who would have thought that the boss in the underground world would be a woman!

Jodie was preoccupied and didn’t notice these two people. She walked by and accidentally bumped into Old Man Shaw.

"Sorry." Jodie quickly apologized, but she didn’t linger and walked straight ahead.

Old Man Shaw glanced at Jodie’s back, and his confidant suddenly said in confusion, "Boss, why do I feel this woman looks familiar, like I’ve seen her somewhere before?"

"Where?" Old Man Shaw asked.

The confidant thought for a moment; it was three years ago, he had seen Jodie near Cain Shaw...

His confidant quickly leaned to Old Man Shaw’s ear and whispered, "Boss, this woman..."

...

In a remote west hall of the resort hotel, the door was pushed open, and Cain Shaw walked in wearing heavy black boots, with Christina Shaw’s slender arms wrapped around his strong arm.

"Master Cain, Miss, you’re here," Tiger stood up.

This Tiger was the right-hand man of the boss; today, Old Man Shaw brought the boss to officially meet Cain Shaw.

Cain Shaw was dressed in a black shirt and black pants, tall and muscular, with neat short hair combed up, styled a three-seven split, revealing his chiseled forehead and handsome, hard features.

The black shirt had two buttons undone, not too formal, exuding some charming casualness. His deep dark eyes gazed at Tiger, half-smiling, half-not, "Your boss is really summoned a thousand times to come; he’s stood me up several times now."

Cain Shaw sat on the sofa, his upright back lazily leaning against the sofa back, his long legs extended onto the coffee table in front. This man who had been in the underworld for so many years exuded a boss’s aura amidst his unrestrained wildness.

Tiger knew Cain Shaw was highly regarded now, possibly the boss’s successor, so he stepped forward to light a cigarette for Cain Shaw, "Master Cain, there’s nothing we can do. The police have been tight these years, and even those close can’t be trusted. What if there’s an undercover..."

Tiger hesitated, secretly watching Cain Shaw’s expression.

Cain Shaw held the cigarette between two right-hand fingers. Hearing this, he raised his fine eyebrows and exhaled smoke from those thin lips, "Why, your boss suspects me of being an undercover?"

Speaking, he pinched Christina’s pretty cheek with his smoke-filled hand, playfully smiling, "He said your husband is an undercover, are you scared?"

Christina had been hypnotized, forgetting the memories she shouldn’t have, she loved Cain Shaw’s roguish, rebellious type with a passion, unable to detach from him.

"Tiger, for three years I’ve been sleeping beside Cain every day; do I not know if he’s an undercover? Fine, don’t mention those pointless things, where’s the boss, isn’t he showing up?" Christina impatiently glanced at Tiger.

Tiger sat on the opposite sofa, "Haha, Master Cain, how could you be an undercover, I was just saying. But today, I’ve invited a familiar face to meet Master Cain."

Tiger clapped his hands, and his men brought in a person.