My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

The Substitute Wife My Poor Husband is a Billionaire

Chapter 888 Gossip

Vivian raised her eyebrows, a smug expression plastered on her face. As soon as the gossip came out, Janet would be very preoccupied having to deal with it.

Even if this rumor wouldn’t able to make Janet lose her job, at least it would cause her some trouble.

After leaving the airport, Vivian felt much better.

A lot of things had happened to her recently, but Janet still managed to have a good time. Now it was Janet’s turn to have some trouble in her life.

She wondered how Brandon would react when he heard this gossip. He might be absolutely furious. After all, Janet spent every day with Draco. As Janet’s husband, how could Brandon not be upset by that?

Vivian got into the car and drove away, a devilish smile on her face.

Meanwhile, in W Marks Studio in Barnes…

After clocking in, Janet walked over to the station but was a little thrown by the people around her, all of whom were giving her odd glances. She frowned.

my makeup smudged? Why is everyone looking at me like that?” Before Janet could find the nearest bathroom to get a look at herself in the mirror, however, Tasha stepped in and stopped

news today?” Tasha lowered her voice

family’s golden daughter has

him! Follow us as we track this developing story a married woman’s descent into adultery!” Janet looked at the post. The

Janet and Draco were in an incredibly intimate position. The angle of the shot made it look

had only just been giving Mr. Wesley some support. The angle

even say you sneak off to Draco’s house regularly to cheat on Brandon. They’re even saying that Draco skipped out

the comments below the post. The more she read,

comments were harsh, calling her

someone like that? If you really don’t love him anymore, be dignified and get a divorce. Shame on you!” “Shameless woman!

husband is so

just made a mistake that any woman would have made in

said, “Just ignore all of those nasty comments. You should get in

her call to him, her phone screen suddenly

it! The man must have been calling to yell at

call tensely, bracing herself for an onslaught of anger

sent Mr. Wesley home. All I was doing was helping him getting off the car. I had no idea the paparazzi would be there. It’s completely fabricated. Mr. Wesley and I only have a professional relationship. It’s nothing like what they’re saying at all.” All of these words escaped her lips in a rush as soon as