My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

Chapter 1247 Don't You Trust Her

Clyde's frown deepened, betraying his displeasure as he turned to Brandon.

"Well, does Mr.Larson have any more enlightening suggestions?" he inquired.

With his arms crossed, Brandon elevated his chin and uttered in a hushed tone, "The essence of fashion design lies within the creation, not the creator.A designer's allure to clients hinges on their prowess.Janet possesses that skill.She doesn't require excessive self-promotion."

The retort came swiftly.

"It's called establishing a personal brand, Mr.Larson.Haven't you grasped that yet?"

Dismissing the comment with an indifferent glance, Brandon countered, "Janet's lineage is evident to all.

Exaggerating her self- promotion will only divert public attention towards her background, overshadowing her talents and inciting scrutiny."

With a sneer, Clyde challenged, "I believe Miss White can disperse any negative rumors with her abilities.As her husband, don't you trust her strength?"

His words were a transparent attempt to drive a wedge between the couple.

A fierce glint flashed in Brandon's eyes, barely masking the simmering anger.

"Janet is my wife.I comprehend her nature better than you could, and I'm more devoted to protecting her than you are."

locked gazes

should also have faith in Miss

Brandon's eyes softened as they met

decision

Clyde awaited her

Janet

offered an apologetic smile

I concur that it's best not to be overly ostentatious,"

"Given Miss White's capabilities, it's hardly

independent designer, my personal studio is a recent endeavor.I'm essentially a

not to

solid reputation for my designs and introduce them

though his

with your

unable to stomach the couple's affectionate exchanges any

departed, Brandon arched an eyebrow and

clenched

way home, Janet recalled the earlier tension and teased, "You were jealous, weren't

would I envy a man who pales

"Conceited," Janet chuckled.