My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

Janet didn’t answer her.

Instead, she calmly opened the envelope, pulled out the invitation, and held it up in between her slender fingers

"Here.See for yourself."

To Jocelyn’s surprise, her name was on the invitation.

"What the hell?! How can this be—?!"

How did Janet get an invitation in her name? Jocelyn was shocked and green with envy.

Janet had married Ethan under her name.

Of course it was Jocelyn’s name on the invitation.

But the question still stood: how did Janet get an invitation to such an important occasion? Yes, she was an employee of the Larson Group, but she was a newbie and held no special position.

How could a new employee be qualified to attend such a dinner party? Exasperated and at a loss, Jocelyn could do nothing but look at Janet in disbelief.

Janet looked back at Jocelyn calmly.

"There.Satisfied? We’ll go inside now."

Jocelyn watched in silent rage as Janet and Ethan walked inside the venue.

she stomped her high heel on the

Clacking echoed across the hotel

you still here? Did you want to stay and get

a taste

Janet murderously, as though she would

party was about to begin, but Jocelyn was still standing outside, the cold wind blowing

needed to

people streamed

slowly pulled to a stop outside

who seemed to be at his fifties or sixties got off the car, supported by a female companion in her twenties.It looked like a little kind-hearted girl was

"Mr.Sherman, you’re here!"

smile on her face, Jocelyn sauntered over to the elderly businessman.He had tried to hook up

hopes on him

"Jocelyn!"

saw who had called his name.Then he broke into a

give you my number last time?

he spoke, his eyes roamed over her body

Jocelyn walked to his side and slipped her arm into

I’m sorry.I wanted to call you,

smiled knowingly and put his wrinkled hand on Jocelyn’s waist.He had been interested in

you

give me her invitation, but

lip, batting her eyelashes