My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

Ever since I was forced to clarify his relationship with Janet in public, he had stopped calling her into his office every now and then, or hitting on her lI before.

Janet felt that he had probably given up and was gradually relieved about it.

It was Saturday tomorrow, and she was looking forward to it.

She had planned to buy some fruits and visit Hannah after work.

Hannah’s condition had stabilized ever since she was transferred to another hospital.

As soon as Janet turned off her computer, I called her from behind.

"Lind, don’t rush off work.Pack your things and come with me.We’ll go out for dinner later, and it will be considered overtime.The company will offer you extra payment for it."

Janet bit her lip; she had an inkling about the dinner.

"Mr.Lyman, what kind of dinner is it? Is anyone else joining us?" I calmly looked around and said, "Everyone has left.Only you’re here.I can’t ask anyone else to join us, can I? I just received the news that there is a chance to win this client over and design customized products for their brand this year.Let’s see if we can make it happen tonight."

Janet looked around.Her colleagues had indeed left work.

Janet had sketched an extra design draft.

why she had stayed in the company

confused as to why I was asking her to attend the

was a

not experienced enough to

why don’t you ask someone else to join you? I have

her bag, ready to

quickly grabbed her wrist and

career, and you have practically no resources.Now, you have

wriggled her hand away from I’s

people will end up misunderstanding us.Don’t forget that you

of it? This is a workplace, not a school.You ought to follow the

to go with you.I really have an important

didn’t want to argue with

so

trying

then, someone grasped her

this is the 21st century.Don’t you know that you can’t force your subordinate

Christopher’s jaw tightened.

the anger was evident