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.

to

a double-breasted, gray jacket with matching trousers,

silver tie clip

presumed that this client

more mature demographics, but young professionals who liked to look smart and

also expecting a complete

first drafts almost always needed

willing to pay such an exorbitant amount of money, and for a rookie’s design, no less, then the preliminary rejection

surprised when the client instantly approved of her

"This is brilliant!"

you need me

with

feeling a little guilty about how smooth the transaction was going.It shouldn’t be this

there’s anything I want to change in the future.Don’t worry, this price is reasonable enough.I’m paying for

his words of reassurance.She was about to type her thanks when a payment notification popped up

deal on the website

laptop in both hands and stared at the

and gratified, and it

up from

can talk about a long-term

fireworks going off in

"Of course!"she typed hurriedly.

have

gave her several more

suits, though he wasn’t

take her time with her designs, and even reminded her to take a break every now and then "Oh, my God, Janet! You just made a

her feet and bounced on her bed like a

was an urgent knocking at

heard her squeal just

for her to ask