My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

The Substitute Wife My Poor Husband is a Billionaire

Chapter 1033 New Challenges

“What’s the mean of this?” Brandon asked with a blank look.

Garrett cleared his throat and sheepishly scratched his head. “So here’s the thing. The Harding Group finished recruitment just a few days ago. The candidates weren’t exactly suitable for the Harding Group, but I think they will fit in the Larson Group nicely. I suggested for them to apply for an interview with your company, and those youngsters were also keen on the idea. I wanted to recommend them directly to you. Of course, I’ll gladly vouch for their eligibility.”

Brandon glanced at the list of names, his eyes narrowing. These people were quite famous, being the most popular newcomers in the industry.

A faint smile touched his lips. “I’ll take this list for review,” he said somewhat cautiously. “I’ll consider your recommendation.”

Garrett always had a good eye for people. As such, he rarely recognized someone to be truly gifted, no matter how famous they were. Once he did, it only meant that person was truly remarkable.

“Ah, you’re willing to give it a shot?” Garrett looked relieved. In truth, he had been afraid that Brandon would take his gesture in a bad light and reject the offer. Brandon only nodded casually.

Garrett grabbed a chair and gingerly sat in front of Brandon. He rubbed his palms against his trousers, hesitating for a moment before speaking again. “I didn’t really expect you would accept it. You didn’t trust me before, after all.”

driven a wedge between him and

so long; why are you still hung up about that? You’re going to be a father soon. You should stop being so narrow-minded.” Brandon folded

Garrett asked, his voice thick

his memories, but he didn’t let himself believe

that Brandon had said so himself, a

who had worked hard alongside him, was finally coming

and the tension gradually

they couldn’t put their feelings into words. They could only look at each other

stood and walked around the ward, his eyes darting toward the door. “I wonder why our wives

at him and raised an eyebrow. “They’ve only been out for a few minutes. They

the dessert and beverages that Janet had ordered were just being

to Laney. “This

small red velvet cake decorated with a chocolate bow. For their drinks, they

corner of the cake and

couple more bites in less than a minute. Laney had grown fond