My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

The Substitute Wife My Poor Husband is a Billionaire

Chapter 1007 Being A Prostitute

With her heart pumping quickly, Janet cautiously peered back and realized that the woman reminded her of someone. Albeit the woman in front of her was heavily made up and her face was difficult to recognize, Janet recognized something about her eyes.

Janet was then able to identify her, thanks to those eyes. Her name was Kathie, the woman who had caused her trouble in Northcliffe.

“Kathie?” Janet gasped in shock.

Compared to when they first met in Northcliffe, Kathie’s hair was much longer and curlier. Although Kathie was still as slender as before, she was now rustic and vulgar in comparison to the high-end and fashionable image she had before.

“Janet, I guess you still remember me.” Kathie approached Janet and gave her a greeting. She gave her a hateful and unwilling glance. “I greatly underestimated your means, but here you are, at the writers’ award party.”

“What do you mean? I’m just here to attend a regular award ceremony,” Janet answered. Her tone was less cordial than last time.

time you broke into the Iridescent Show, and this time you came to the writers ‘ award ceremony. Which man

venue as a designer of a winner’s dress today, relying on no man. How about you? How did you get

to the party, for she wasn’t really from the circle. Janet was curious as to how Kathie, who wasn’t a

refrained herself after giving it some thought. A seasoned voice then emerged behind Janet. “Kathie, have

and his hair was already beginning to turn grey. He appeared more hale and

was old enough to be Kathie’s father. Was he related to Kathie? Did he bring her

elderly man placing his frail hand

the

man’s chest, Kathie whined in an intentionally thin voice, “Mr. Ortiz, I met

had the audacity to hurt my sweetheart?” Ameer Ortiz was clearly upset, but his eyes sparkled as

and exquisite woman like Janet. Ameer’s expression quickly had harmony in it. “Lady, Kathie has a nasty temper. Please pardon

glanced at Kathie with disdain and stated slowly, “You

Ortiz, please do something!” Kathie whined like a

don’t worry, sweetheart,” said Ameer