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.

days later, she was finally able to send a final design to the

jacket with matching trousers, an immaculate

tie clip completed

the course of her work, Janet had presumed that this client must

demographics, but young professionals who liked to look smart and fashionable at

also expecting a

first drafts almost always needed

willing to pay such an exorbitant amount of money, and for a rookie’s

was utterly surprised when the client instantly

"This is brilliant!"

me to

with some

how smooth the transaction

contact you if there’s anything I want to change in the

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

client had confirmed their business deal on the website and wired the money to her

in both hands and stared at the figure displayed

and gratified, and it

message popped up from the

we can

Janet pictured fireworks going off in

"Of course!"she typed hurriedly.

am.I have plenty

several more orders, all

fond of suits, though he wasn’t in any hurry to

take her time with her designs, and even reminded her to take a break every now and then "Oh, my God,

feet and bounced on her bed

there was an urgent knocking at her bedroom

had probably heard her squeal just

for