Married a Secret Billionaire novel Chapter 1003

Gia hung up, her palms sweating. She collected herself and turned back to the store, where Lina had not come out yet. Gia pretended as if nothing had happened and softly asked, "Lina, are you done trying the clothes on?"

"This one's a bit big. I need a smaller size..."

Gia immediately asked the store staff to find the right size.

"Lina, um... Why don't you go ahead and try it on? I... I need to use the restroom!"

Lina agreed, and Gia quickly rushed out of the store, heading toward the cafe on the basement floor.

The man was already seated in the far corner. Gia's legs trembled slightly as she forced herself to appear calm and sat down in front of him. The man handed her a card. With most of his face covered by a baseball cap, the slight curve of his lips sent shivers down her spine.

"The boss says you've done a good job. This is your reward."

"Thank you..."

"Your next task is to keep Lina here and ensure she doesn't appear in Centrolis."

Gia's heart skipped a beat. "But... I plan to work in Centrolis after I graduate!"

"Future matters will be dealt with in the future."

Gia wanted to say something more, but the cold expression on the man's face silenced her. After giving their boss' instructions, the man stood up and prepared to leave.

The man said with a sneer, "Ms. Chapman, the boss says as long as you can complete each task, he'll definitely not treat you unfairly."

Gia's voice trembled as she asked, "Why didn't the boss… choose me?"

"Choose you?"

Gia looked up at him.

Yes, since they needed someone to impersonate the daughter of the Thompsons, why had they not chosen her? Instead, they had her approach Lina from the beginning of university, acquire Lina's DNA sample, and even take Lina to remove her birthmark and add a mole.

After all that effort, they found another girl to impersonate Pamela. Gia could not understand. She always thought she was the perfect candidate to be Pamela.

The man paused and turned to look at her. Although she could not see his gaze clearly, she could sense the contempt and mockery emanating from him.

The man scoffed lightly. "Ms. Chapman, you should understand this as someone who buys designer handbags. Even if it's a counterfeit, there are different grades. Heh! What a pity. Even if you carry an Hermès, you still can't become a true socialite!"

"You—"

The man raised his hand slightly and quickly disappeared into the crowd of the mall. "Spend the money in your account wisely!"

In fact, he did not mention one thing. The person his boss wanted to use had to be a suitable puppet. Gia was too independent and would not be someone who obediently followed orders. They could control her with money for now. What about the future?