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

still have twenty–four hours left.I look

going back

wide smile on her

as Janet got home, she made a beeline for her

open, letting in a soft breeze that played

of sunlight poured into the room and landed on the desk, where she was

long hair into a haphazard bun and used one of her pencils to

around to stretch her muscles, and then she

preparing for the final

hands were barely enough to keep up

dimmed, and rain

outside glistened with water, and the fresh

knock suddenly came at her

on her computer screen.She didn‘t turn around,

been holed up in here for almost a

set down on the

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

to her computer. He was wearing a casual

was somewhat tousled, making his curls stand out more than

bother you.Just carry on with your work.May I

pocketed one of his hands, while his other hand was now

rasp in his voice, Janet assumed that he had

she paused, realizing