My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

Janet turned around and saw who it was.

Jocelyn was standing beside her.She looked apologetic, but it somehow seemed exaggerated as she fought a complacent smile.

"Oh, I’m sorry.A waiter bumped against me now."

She clamped her mouth with one hand and held the glass with the other, pretending to feel sorry for her.Her apology didn’t seem sincere, for her every word dripped with contempt.

"I didn’t mean it."

Janet tugged at her wet dress that was clinging to her legs.

The sweet scent of roses from the wine wafted in the air.

Janet immediately moved back from Jocelyn and glared at her.

"You did it on purpose! You didn’t have an invitation, right? How did you get in?" Jocelyn smirked at her.

"Of course, I walked in.I have my ways.I can get into parties even without the invitation."

chest and raked her

dress.How about I compensate for it? How much is this dress?

dollar bills from

compensate you three times the price.You don’t have to

down the glass and stood up,

and tried wiping the stain from

as if

me.Please don’t get involved

from his hand, trying to calm him down.She feared that Ethan might end up beating up Jocelyn until she passed

her dress

already figured that

poor woman like Janet afford an expensive dress? She didn’t even have decent clothes to wear for opulent dinner

all, she struggled to make

threw the money on the floor and

you know what kind of occasion it is? Don’t you have any sense of aesthetics? How could you come here wearing a cheap dress? Don’t you have money to even afford a decent dress, or are you too stingy to

Jocelyn had