Mr. CEO, You're Just A Substitute

Chapter 1 It's Dirty

It was around 10 pm. At the Pearson residence, a feast was ready on the dining table. The cream on

the cake in the middle had started to melt.

Starry Bradley was just about to ask the maid to put the cake in the refrigerator. Later it would be taken

out when Filip Pearson came back. Before she could speak, the old Mrs. Pearson snapped, "Don't wait

up for him!"

Starry and the old Mrs. Pearson, as known as Frances Wood, had waited for Filip for a whole night.

"It's getting late, you should go to bed. That ungrateful brat. Even if you're so nice to him, he keeps

being an insensitive idiot."

It seemed that Frances was really pissed off. She even called her favorite grandson Filip ungrateful.

The maid also said, "Young lady, please go to rest. Mr. Pearson won't come back."

Today was Filip's birthday. Starry had been making preparation since 3 pm. She cooked a table of

dishes to celebrate his birthday.

But they had been waiting from 6 to 10, and Filip hadn't come back yet. Frances had had dinner and

was just keeping Starry company. She was pissed off.

Let alone Starry who hadn't eaten anything since lunch.

Starry looked down at the cake and then at the calendar on her phone. Her brows furrowed, as if she

was upset too.

She wasn't mad. She was just a little sad.

June 17.

It was his birthday. He once said it would be great if he could enjoy her cooking on his birthday.

Now she had prepared a feast, but he wasn't here.

After a while, Starry smiled at Frances and said, "Grandma, you should go to bed. Maybe Filip is too

busy today. It's his birthday, he needs to eat cake. I will send it over to him."

Both Frances and the maid felt sorry for her, but they couldn't interfere in their relationship.

Starry wrapped the cake up, got changed, took an umbrella and drove to find Filip.

She knew where Filip was.

Lucia Scott returned to the country today. Filip and other friends threw her a welcome party at Club

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Starry arrived at the gate at 11 pm. But she couldn't get in.

Only people with a membership could get into Club Magenta. Given Starry's background, there was no

way that she couldn't get the membership card.

However, this place was owned by the Scott family. Lucia could easily forbid her from entering with a

word.

"Miss Bradley, I'm sorry, you can't get in."

Starry looked inside, and decided not to go hard with the security guard.

Holding an umbrella, she stepped back and called Filip.

When Filip's phone rang, Dillon Baxter happened to see the caller ID. Starry called Filip seven or eight

times a night, even Dillon felt sorry for her. He nudged Filip who was resting aside with his eyes closed,

"Filip, Starry had called you many times. You're really not gonna answer it?"

The man on the sofa suddenly opened his eyes at Dillon's words. He threw Dillion a cold look.

Dillon signed, "OK, I shouldn't have asked!"

Then he slapped himself on the mouth.

Lucia walked over here and elbowed Dillon aside. "Filip, long time no see."

Filip looked at her and raised his eyebrows. He sat up straight and clinked glasses with her, "Welcome

back."

"I really missed you in the past five years."

Lucia threw him a meaningful look.

Filip didn't reply and took a sip.

The crowd in the box didn't leave until nearly midnight. Filip was still there. Sitting on the sofa, head

down, he lit a cigarette and started smoking.

Presently, Dillon rushed back, "Filip, Starry is waiting for you at the door!"

Filip raised his eyebrows, "So what?"

Dillon was surprised. He felt sorry for Starry. "You've taken it too far. She's been waiting for you for over

an hour to celebrate your birthday. Lucia and others want to have a good laugh at her. After all, she is

your wife. Are you sure you don't want to take a look?"

Dillon didn't know which part of his words had touched the cold-blooded Filip. The man put out the

cigarette and walked out.

Dillon followed him. He asked curiously, "Isn't your birthday November 17th? It's June 17th today.

Starry loves you so much! She celebrates your birthday twice a year!!"

Filip paused, turned around and gave Dillon a cold look, "You are too talkative."

Dillon repressed the urge to scold him. "Fine, I'll shut up."

When Filip walked out of the club, Lucia was sneering at Starry.

When she saw Filip coming, Lucia grinned, "Filip, your wife is here."

Filip glimpsed at Lucia and said nothing. He then turned to Starry, said impatiently, "Why are you

here?"

Starry had been waiting here for more than an hour. She was freezing. Her hand holding the umbrella

even started to tremble. When Filip appeared, her eyes lit up. Starry folded up the umbrella and walked

to him with the cake. "Filip, happy birthday. People are supposed to eat cake on birthday. You should

take a bite. It can bless you with happiness and good luck."

She hurriedly opened the box and presented the cake with candles on it to Filip.

"Take it away, it's dirty." Filip's voice was bone-chilling.

But Starry acted as if she didn't hear him, "Just a bite, eating cake …"

Thud! The cake was swept to the floor by Filip.

Starry froze for a second. But soon she got it together and handed the present in her hand to Filip, "It's

ok. I've taken a bite for you. Happy birthday. I got this for you…"

Before she could finish her words, Starry felt the box was taken away. As she was happy that Filip had

accepted the present, Filip threw it into the fountain the next second.

Starry was stunned, and she rushed into the rain.