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.

finally able to send a final design

bespoke ensemble comprised of a double-breasted, gray jacket with matching trousers, an immaculate white dress shirt, and a

tie clip

the course 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 young professionals who liked to look smart and fashionable at the same

also expecting a complete

the first drafts almost always needed

an exorbitant amount of money, and for a rookie’s design, no less, then

was utterly surprised when the client instantly approved of

"This is brilliant!"

me

typed with some

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

to change in the future.Don’t worry,

hence his words of reassurance.She

deal on the website and wired

laptop in both hands and stared at the figure displayed on her

proud and gratified, and it showed in the

message popped up from the

we can talk about a long-term

going

"Of course!"she typed hurriedly.

have

several more orders, all

suits, though he wasn’t

advised Janet to take her time with her designs, and even reminded her to take

to her feet and bounced on

once, there was an urgent knocking at her bedroom

heard her squeal

without waiting for her to ask what he