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I'm Not A Substitute, I'm His Aunt Novel Cover

I'm Not A Substitute, I'm His Aunt

After returning from abroad to rescue her nephew Nolan's crumbling business, a powerful woman attends his high-profile wedding. Strange floating messages suddenly appear, labeling her as a pathetic substitute for the bride, Elaine Geston. Exploiting the rumors, Elaine publicly accuses her of poisoning the wedding wine out of jealousy. Surrounded by security, the protagonist must expose the truth: she isn't a former lover, but Nolan's aunt with the power to bankrupt his entire future.
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Chapter 3

Sandra covered her face and fell to the floor, still holding a white box that she was trying to stuff in my coat.

Elaine screamed, "Mom!"

She threw herself next to Sandra, her eyes teary, and glared at me.

"You poisoned my wine, and now you hit my mother?!"

With a frown, I pointed at Sandra's hand angrily.

"She deserves it. She tried to stuff that box into my pocket! Who knows if she's trying to plant evidence to frame me?"

Sandra pointed at me and yelled, "You wench, now you're making up lies because I found the evidence on you!"

I was furious. "Fine, if you insist that's mine, let's call the police and have them check for fingerprints..."

Alfred instantly yelled at me furiously, "Enough! Stop acting innocent! We have evidence and witnesses, yet you're still trying to deny it!"

He turned to the guests in attendance and said loudly, "Everyone, I, Alfred Bane, have been working for the Clark family for three years, and I've never heard of Master Nolan having an aunt. I'm sorry for the commotion. We'll deal with this woman immediately!"

The comments were ecstatic:

[Great, we have official confirmation now. Let's see what else the evil substitute can say!]

[Alfred is awesome! No wonder Sandra hooked up with him!]

With Alfred's declaration, all my previous explanations became useless.

The surrounding guests stepped back to keep their distance from me, looking at me like I was trash.

Alfred swung his hand with a sneer. "Grab her!"

Instantly, a group of bodyguards in black rushed forward, each holding a stun baton.

I kept stepping back while trying to reason with them for the sake of my sister and nephew, but these people wouldn't listen to me at all.

I could only turn around and run to the door.

But before I could reach it, I heard Alfred shout behind me, "The servants over there, close the door!"

I heard the click of the door being locked.

My heart raced, and I quickly surveyed the surroundings.

Elaine and Alfred had controlled the entire venue. The only people who could save me were currently oblivious to my plight.

I gritted my teeth, tore off my necklace and watch and threw them into a corner while shouting loudly, "Anyone who's willing to take these tokens to Nolan Clark and tell him what's happening will be handsomely rewarded!"

After saying that, I ran to a smaller door in the opposite direction which led to a small room.

Alfred shouted, "Catch the liar! You will have the Clark family's gratitude!"

More and more people moved behind me.

I ran into the small room and locked the door with trembling fingers, not even having time to catch my breath.

The next second, with a loud crash, the door was kicked open by Alfred.

I fell heavily to the floor. The splintered wood cut my skin and drew blood.

He walked in with a sneer, grabbed my arm and dragged me out.

"You think you can run from me?! I'm in charge of this whole place!"

The comments were going crazy with excitement:

[Alfred is so reassuring. He's doing his best to protect our sweetheart Elaine!]

[I'm so glad he's there. Die, substitute!]

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