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.

drafts.Tomorrow‘s meeting will be at ten in

still have twenty–four hours left.I look forward to your

going back to

left with a wide

made a beeline for her room and dove

soft breeze

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

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

would stand and walk around to stretch her

decidedly more taxing than preparing for the final exams back at

racing against time, and both her hands were barely enough to keep up with the ideas

light outside dimmed, and

finally lightened up, the leaves outside glistened with water, and the fresh scent of damp

came at her

called out automatically, her eyes still fixed on her computer screen.She didn‘t turn around,

in here for almost a day.Aren‘t you

carrying a steaming bowl, which he set down on the wooden table on the other

it there.I‘ll eat later.I still have

gave him one grateful glance before getting back to her computer. He was wearing a casual gray shirt today, paired

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

to stay.Don‘t worry, I won‘t bother you.Just carry on

his other hand was now

from the slight rasp in his voice, Janet

you–" she paused, realizing