My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

The Substitute Wife My Poor Husband is a Billionaire

Chapter 881 Celebrating The Discharge From The Hospital

“Mr. Wesley, did you know that Zuri reached out to our studio? Apparently, someone lied to her saying our studio won’t be getting to Iridescent Show. But we had an appointment before that and I told Zuri I would be there. It left a bad impression on her. So much so that she even denied my entry to the show the day I arrived.” “Zuri did tell me.” Draco’s jaw was tight.

He thought Janet meant something else. Was she suspecting Dalores was the culprit?

Seeing he was getting what she meant, Janet dropped the subject and didn’t continue.

As if on cue, Dalores came out of the ward. Her eyes were shaky when they fell on Janet, afraid that she would say something against her.

“Anything left in there?” Janet glanced at Dalores. “No, I went through everything and there’s nothing to be found.” Dalores smiled but her lips were pressed into a line. She felt like a maid in front of Janet.

“Let’s go. I’ll drive Mr. Wesley back to his residence first.” Janet still had not gotten any strong evidence against Dalores, so she let her go. Only for now, that was. Confronting Dalores outright would only be meaningless since she had no concrete evidence.

back to work, Janet. I can drive Mr. Wesley

waved off their offers with indifference.

the studio before going home. There’s

heart and squeezed it. She had no idea what it was Draco had to do but she didn’t have a good feeling about it. “Mr. Wesley, you’ve just been discharged from the hospital. You’re still too

a softer tone. “Do what Mr. Wesley says. As for you, Mr. Wesley, you can only stay in the

quickly, “That’s exactly my

smile, leaving Dalores by the sidelines. She felt out of place. It was she who

drove the three of them to W

few designers were present as most

agitation vibrated in his voice. “Is this what’s going

of cracker sounded overhead. Colorful confetti floated down, and

a large bouquet of pink lilies to Draco. Then, in a chorus, everyone congratulated him, “Welcome back, Mr.

bottle of champagne and handed it to