My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

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Chapter 922 Go See The Kids

Draco had been worried that what had happened would affect Janet at work.

He hadn’t expected that Janet would handle it well.

Draco stopped frowning, stroked the face of the woman in the drawing and smiled.

When he first started this artwork, Janet had just started working at W Marks. Time passed quickly.

When Janet first arrived at W Marks on her first day, she was wearing her hair in a ponytail. She had desperately wanted to be a designer and had always worked hard. No matter how hard the task, she’d always fully thrown herself into it, in order to be the best. Sometimes when she was set up by hostile colleagues, she would fight back smartly.

That was when Draco decided that what he wanted was to be her protector.

Looking at the portrait, Draco found that Janet had grown so much more composed and mature since then. She was practically a different person now. He couldn’t help but feel sad.

“It’s time to let it go.” He was talking to himself, with a self-deprecating smirk at the corners of his mouth. He packed all the sketches away into the box.

Draco closed his eyes and let out a long sigh.

at W Marks, he decided that he’d keep all of his feelings

he eventually no longer felt

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woke up, she discovered that Brandon hadn’t gone to work. Instead, he brought Janet breakfast in bed with a

made and guessed that Brandon was going to

don’t have any plans. I’ve only just woken

enough, after breakfast, Brandon asked her to change into

already waiting outside

went to change her clothes, but before she was done, Brandon said, “I need to change as well. We’re

kids?” Janet looked back at Brandon in confusion and

the wardrobe and glanced at Janet’s bre@sts. “We’re going to a charity event today. Every three years, I meet the children we funded. This gives the Larson Group a

So it wasn’t a date after

happy she could go to

her hands, stopping her. He removed

struggle but failed.

won’t take long,” Brandon replied in a low

held Janet’s wrists high above her head and pressed her against

reached her thighs and he was about to continue, there was suddenly the sounds of knocking at the door. “Who is it?” Brandon growled in a low voice, trying to suppress

Larson, the driver has been waiting for you, and he asked me to come and see if you’re

driver downstairs didn’t know that he’d made Sean’s boss