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

as to why I

a new employee

not experienced enough to discuss business, nor can I drink,’ she

to join you? I have

up her bag, ready

her wrist and

want to help you.You are just getting started with your career, and you have practically no resources.Now, you have the chance to become friends with big shots in the fashion world.Don’t toss it away for some silly

hand away

up misunderstanding us.Don’t forget

This is a workplace, not a school.You ought to

to go with you.I really

want to argue

be so reckless!" I

trying

someone grasped

that you can’t force your subordinate into doing something she doesn’t want

Christopher’s jaw tightened.

the anger