My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

The Substitute Wife My Poor Husband is a Billionaire

Chapter 950 Laptop Got Broken

“Miss Lopez, please don’t do that,” Sean said as he grabbed Estella’s phone. He felt helpless by her actions. “Tell me, what do you want to eat?”

Estella immediately put her phone down. “Well, I won’t give you a hard time. Let’s just go to the company’s canteen.”

Sean just had to agree.

The Larson Group’s canteen was famous in Barnes. Even if it was only a company canteen, world-renowned chefs gathered there. It had been trending on the Internet for some time now.

“Don’t be nervous. I’m asking you to eat with me because you know Brandon well,” Estella said when she noticed that Sean was vigilantly standing more than ten meters away from her. “I just want to gather materials to write a novel. You see, I’m a novelist.”

Sean breathed a sigh of relief as he quickly followed her. ‘”Why didn’t you tell me earlier? However, I signed a confidentiality agreement. If I disclose Mr. Larson’s private affairs, I will get salary deductions.”

Sean’s pay had been significantly reduced because he had irritated Brandon.

“Then why don’t you resign?” Estella said, feeling sorry for him.

“I have never thought about my resignation. Mr. Larson could be harsh sometimes, but he’s a good man. Let’s stop talking about it anymore,” Sean said, and then he told Estella to order whatever she like.

“Then I’m not going to stand on ceremony,” Estella said, ordering the most expensive dishes.

was being so generous that he didn’t

Sean’s meal card balance, Estella said in surprise, “You have

who was thin and tall. He

Being Brandon’s assistant had its advantages. While Brandon was cold and harsh with

food was served, Sean sat down

so much. Even though she hadn’t finished what was on her plate, she kept her gaze

if you’re

Still smiling at her, he said, “Miss Lopez, your arm

smiled at him. “For food, I have to be strong, even if I’m badly injured,” she

nodded. “You girls should eat more. It’s really not pretty

subconsciously worked up

wiped her mouth and smiled mysteriously, “I guess you don’t have a

to briefly look at her, and then he continued eating.

Estella took out her laptop to get to work. “Do you

the question was to his liking.

that way. It was just a

for Mr. Larson. Although

at first, listened to him carefully, even taking notes on her laptop. As Sean went on, however, her attention started to wander

was,

became anxious. Thinking that he would be in Estella’s book, he wanted to see if he would be portrayed as an important character. “Let me see your notes,” he said, grinning as he