My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

"Twenty thousand dollars?"

Janet stared at her laptop screen, her mouth wide open.She quickly typed a message to the client, her fingers flying over the keyboard.

This was going to be her first big client ever since her graduation.

Given the amount of the offer they had made, she was expecting a heap of strict instructions she would have to abide by.

"Excuse me.May I know whether you are a gentleman or a lady?"

This website played as a bridge between clients and freelance designers.

The clients had the option to use their real names or remain anonymous, but most of them didn’t really bother setting up a profile.

Most of the profiles in the listings were nothing more than the default gray icon, with no way to tell the client’s gender.

"Male," came the client’s reply.

"I see.Do you have specific requirements regarding the design, sir?"

Janet leaned forward and propped her chin on one hand, bracing herself for a long list of demands.

It didn’t take long for the client to write back.

"I have seen the designs you posted on the website.They are very good.You may have free rein in designing my suit.I will provide you with the necessary feedback once you have given me your first draft."

Janet wasted no time and began drawing a prototype according to the client’s measurements.

Meanwhile, the company had recently asked them for tentative designs meant for a regular, pre-selection process.

That meant that none of her work would go to waste in the end.

Apart for a few hours’ sleep, Janet spent all of her time poring over her digital panels.

later, she was finally able to send a final

a double-breasted, gray jacket with matching trousers, an immaculate

clip completed the

of her work, Janet had presumed that this client must be young, probably around her age

her designs did not appeal to the more mature demographics, but

was also expecting a

this field, the first drafts almost always needed

willing to pay such an exorbitant amount of money, and

surprised when the client

"This is brilliant!"

me

with

good fortune, she was feeling a little guilty about how smooth the transaction was going.It shouldn’t be

for the time being.I will contact you if there’s anything I want to change in the

through Janet’s nervousness, hence his words of reassurance.She was about to

had confirmed their business deal on the website and

both hands and stared

immensely proud and gratified, and it showed in the twinkle

up

we can

Janet pictured fireworks going

"Of course!"she typed hurriedly.

have plenty of

man then gave her several more orders,

suits, though he wasn’t in any

even reminded her to take a break every now and then "Oh, my God, Janet! You

feet and bounced on her bed like a

an

heard

without waiting for her to