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 send a final design

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

tie clip completed

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

designs did not appeal to the more mature demographics, but

was also expecting a complete

the first drafts almost always needed

exorbitant amount of money, and for a rookie’s design,

when the client

"This is brilliant!"

me

typed with

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

contact you if there’s anything I want to change in the future.Don’t worry, this price is

his words of reassurance.She was

their business deal on the website and wired the money

in both hands and stared at

immensely proud and gratified, and it showed in the

popped up

can talk about

going off in the

"Of course!"she typed hurriedly.

am.I have plenty

her several more orders, all with

fond of suits, though he wasn’t

her time with her designs, and even reminded her to take a break every

to her feet and bounced on her

at once, there was an urgent knocking at her bedroom

heard her squeal

entered the room without waiting for her to ask