My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

Chapter 1255 I'm Not An Influencer

"What's going on outside? Why is it so noisy?" Janet asked with a frown.

Actually, her studio was located in a quiet area, so there shouldn't be many people outside at that time.

Worried, Janet and Lexi hurried out to find out what was going on.

They saw a group of reporters carrying their cameras around the studio while the man in front spoke to them.

The handsome man in front was none other than Clyde, the artist who had just sent flowers to Janet.

When Clyde saw Janet walking out of the studio with the bouquet he sent her, he grinned.

Perplexed, Janet glanced at the reporters, turned to Clyde, and asked, "Mr.Lambert, what are you doing here?"

Clyde raised his eyebrows with a proud smile and said, "These are my friends from the industry.I heard that you were opening your studio today, and I specially invited them over to show you some support!"

While speaking, Clyde noticed that Janet seemed to be displeased with his gesture, so he added, "Don't worry.They're only here to pay a visit.They won't report anything."

at the reporters holding the cameras and immediately understood that even though Clyde mentioned that they were only

actually there to publicize it for

she couldn't accept the way in which they

don't need the media to publicize my work.Mr.Wesley gained popularity because of his talent.His works are famous because of his skill and hard work.I hope to follow his example and succeed on my

disappointed when his

good.Times have changed.And even though you're an outstanding designer, it would be difficult for you to shine

reporters gathered around with fawning

depends on our publicity.And don't

was a little

publicity, so why were they still there? Noticing that she did not say anything, the

rent isn't cheap at all! It can be used as

make the studio viral on the Internet!

the designer, Mrs.Larson has good looks.She will definitely become famous on the Internet soon

when the reporters kept talking about promoting

snapped, "I

shoved the bouquet into Clyde's

your