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.

was finally able to send a final design

comprised of a double-breasted, gray jacket with matching trousers, an

silver tie clip completed

course of her work, Janet had presumed that this client

to the more mature demographics, but

also expecting a complete

first drafts

willing to pay such an exorbitant amount of money, and

Janet was utterly surprised when the client instantly

"This is brilliant!"

me to

typed with some

smooth the transaction was going.It shouldn’t be this easy to earn twenty thousand dollars, should

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

seen through Janet’s nervousness, hence his words of reassurance.She was about to type her thanks when a payment notification popped up

their business deal on the website and wired the money to

her laptop in both hands and stared

it showed in

message popped up from the

you’re interested, we can talk

Janet pictured fireworks going off

"Of course!"she typed hurriedly.

am.I have plenty

more

suits, though he wasn’t in any hurry

her to take a break every now

her feet and bounced on her

was an urgent

had probably heard

for