My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

Clyde was just about to get in the car when a black Maybach stopped behind him all of a_ sudden, effectively blocking his way.

Frowning, he asked, “What’s your deal? Can’t you see I will have to reverse the car later? How will I move my car if you’re there?”

Even in the car, Brandon could hear the resentment oozing from Clyde’s voice.

He slowly rolled down the window, flashing an evil smile.

“Hello, Mr. Lambert.”

At the sight of Brandon, Clyde’s coffee-stained face suddenly stiffened.

“Mr… Mr. Larson?”

He didn’t expect to meet Brandon right now.

Especially not during his most awkward situation! Brandon was the last person he wanted to meet at this time! Brandon studied Clyde from head to toe before asking with a teasing smile.

“What happened to you, Mr. Lambert? Did someone throw coffee in your face?”

A grim expression settled on Clyde’s face.

on a

of your business, Mr. Larson. Please drive the car away the soonest you can.

he was purposely ignoring them, because he asked in a friendly manner, “This spot is very close to

to visit Janet’s studio, Mr. Lambert? Let me drive

made Clyde’s

helped prepare Miss White’s studio. Mr. Larson, the decoration team you hired is not good at it. The power suddenly turned off.” Raising his eyebrows, Brandon

had already opened his mouth to complain some more, but Brandon had enough fun for

anymore, so he waved his hand at

“Let’s go,” he said.

“whoosh” cut the air as the Maybach drove away. The exhaust sprayed on Clyde’s face. If a car could

you!” Clyde’s roar

his hand, Brandon got out of the car. A brightly lit space welcomed him as soon as he entered. No trace of

sensed Brandon’s presence and saw him walking towards her with a bouquet of flowers in

smiled and

“You are here!”

best designer in the world.” Brandon held the

“Thank you, honey!”

the flowers before giving him a big

flowers in his arms, Brandon feigned ignorance and asked,

sour at the mention