My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

Janet’s laptop screen instantly went black.

A slight sizzling sound came from inside it, and it coughed out a puff of smoke.

The air smelled of coffee and burnt metal.

Janet hurriedly tried to wipe the coffee off her laptop with some tissue, but it was too late.

When she picked it up, the whole laptop was dripping with coffee and couldn‘t be turned on, "Oh, my God! I‘m so sorry! The coffee was so hot, and you cup was made of plass, so I dropped it accidentally"

Kaya’s hands flew to her mouth and she kept apologizing "Let me see if the data in the hard disk can still be restored,"

Angry but helpless, Janet didn’t know what else to say. She quickly took the laptop to the Technology Department downstairs. The technical staff carefully pried out the hard disk from the laptop and inspected it.

A brief moment later, they shook their heads and told Janet that it was completely soaked and was irreversibly damaged. Standing beside Janet, Kaya apologized again.

responsibility for this.I‘ll buy you

were in this computer.Now the data is damaged beyond restoration.What are you going to

another word.It turned

and that I‘d take responsibility.Is it really necessary to be so

face, as though she was the

then, Tiffany happened to pass by and overheard their

going on? Go outside if you two want to

look Biting her lower lip,

my break, I made myself some coffee and offered Miss Lind here some, but it was too

overtime for a week.Her voice dripped with sarcasm, which made

implying that Janet hadn‘t worked overtime for the past few days, unlike her, Janet didn‘t

stored in my laptop? How

looked at

redraw them yourself of course.How can I do