My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

It was autumn in Seacisco.Golden, auburn and red leaves fell gently from the trees and scattered the streets below.

The sky was overcast and gloomy.

Every person on the street had windbreakers on and walked briskly through the inclement weather.

Janet peered out of the window, wondering whether there would be heavy rains to follow this foreboding weather.

Tiffany's usual serious voice suddenly came to her ears.

"See me in my office, Lind." Everyone cast Janet a sympathetic look.

Recently, Tiffany had been picking on every designer in the store.

People were starting to wonder if she was perhaps going through menopause.

"Ms.Fisher, what can I do for you?"

Janet recalled the work she had done over the past few days.She had completed every project as scheduled.She couldn't think of a reason for Tiffany to criticize her.

project.A clothing brand of theirs wants to

document to peruse.Then she lowered

will I work with this time?" Janet said, holding a large stack of

for there to usually be a chief designer and at least one lower level co-designer collaborating on one project together.Tiffany raised her eyes, rested her elbow on the

I'm just

chief designer on any project, nor did she qualify

attract jealousy from

us, so this is final.Well, you may leave now," Tiffany said in a businesslike

mixed feelings

was friendly and nice, other times she felt like

still felt uneasy.She called Kent during her lunch

will you please stop

Kent heard her voice on the other end of the line, he was initially quite happy.But when he

me the courtesy of not accusing me of something before you

to be the chief designer on the new project?" Janet was confused and her tone

our advertisement on TV and admired the costume design.That's why they came to you," Kent snorted