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

a double-breasted, gray jacket with matching trousers, an immaculate

clip

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

mature demographics, but young professionals

expecting a complete

this field, the first

of money,

was utterly surprised when the client

"This is brilliant!"

me to

with

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

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

reassurance.She was about to type her thanks when a payment notification popped up on

had confirmed their business deal on the

in both hands and stared at the figure

gratified, and it showed in the

message popped up from the

interested, we can talk

going off in the

"Of course!"she typed hurriedly.

am.I have plenty of

then gave her several more orders, all

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

reminded her to take a break every now and then "Oh, my God, Janet! You just

Janet got to her feet and bounced on her bed like

at once, there was an urgent knocking at her

had probably heard her

for her