My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

Tiffany had a pretty clear understanding of what Kaya was doing.

Unfortunately for the girl, she hated it the most when her subordinates were playing tricks to get ahead of their peers.

Tiffany raised an eyebrow and crossed her arms over her chest.

"If you‘re so worried," she said impatiently, then why don‘t you repair it yourself? If you can, then I will give you due credit for it."

Kaya blinked, speechless.

But Tiffany wasn‘t done yet.

She added, "Since it was you who broke the laptop last night, make sure to compensate the company for loss of property, and do it as soon as possible."

With that, she turned away and headed in Janet‘s direction.

Computers played a big role in their job as designers, and the Larson Group had spared no expense in equipping them with the latest tools the market had to offer.

All in all, the damages would cost at least a month‘s worth of Kaya‘s salary.

She glared at Janet, her hands clenching into fists.

It irked her to realize that she would have to lose a large amount of money without even accomplishing anything.

Janet, on the other hand, was about to leave after seeing that the matter had been resolved.

To her surprise, Tiffany stopped in front of her.

back to redoing your drafts.Tomorrow‘s meeting will be at ten in the morning." Tiffany glanced at her

still have twenty–four hours left.I look

going back

left with a wide smile

a beeline for her room and dove

a soft breeze that played with the

poured into the room and landed on

haphazard bun and

walk around to stretch her muscles, and then she would get right

was decidedly more taxing than preparing for the final exams back at

as though she was racing against time, and both her hands were barely enough

dimmed, and rain began

with water, and the fresh scent of damp grass hung

knock suddenly came at her

still fixed on her computer screen.She didn‘t

here for almost a day.Aren‘t

which he set down on the wooden table on the other

it there.I‘ll eat later.I still have a

He was wearing a casual gray

black hair was somewhat tousled, making his curls stand out more

to stay.Don‘t worry, I won‘t bother you.Just carry on with your work.May I read

of his hands, while his other hand was now

voice, Janet assumed that he had just

she paused,