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

have faith

to end the dispute, Brandon's eyes softened as they met

decision is

awaited

brow, Janet lapsed into

she offered an apologetic smile

concur that it's best not to

palpable, Clyde argued, "Given Miss White's capabilities, it's

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

prefer not to be too

is to establish a solid reputation for my designs and introduce them to the public in a

though his disappointment

let's proceed with

Clyde, unable to stomach the couple's affectionate exchanges

he departed, Brandon arched an eyebrow and

fists clenched in

recalled the earlier

a man who pales in comparison to me on all

"Conceited," Janet chuckled.