My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

Ever since the two of them parted last night, Draco had never left Mandy’s mind. He was the only one she could think about.

She wanted to apologize to Draco, but she was too embarrassed to even approach him. Still, the longing in her heart was too loud.

Eventually, she gave up resisting and went back to the W Marks Studio.

This time, she dressed up and brought a lot of gifts. All so that Draco would forgive her.

Elizabeth was just passing by the reception desk when she spotted Mandy looking around. She instantly pulled a long face. The last time Mandy was in W Marks Studio was still fresh in her mind.

Mandy had made a scene and it impacted negatively on their reputation. Some clients even canceled their orders.

Mandy saw Elizabeth looking at her. She put on a friendly and bright smile and gave a brief wave.

“Hi, Elizabeth. Long time no see.” It was the first time Elizabeth had seen Mandy so friendly. Her instinct immediately told her something was off.

“What are you doing here?” Mandy seemed oblivious to Elizabeth’s vigilance. Blinking innocently, she raised the gifts in her hand.

“I’m here to visit everyone.” The corners of Elizabeth’s mouth twitched.

It was hard to believe Elizabeth really came with good intentions.

Mandy’s gaze fell on the seat Janet once occupied.

the empty seat, Mandy let out a little

not in her seat? I heard a rumor that she left to open her own studio. Is that true?” Inside, Elizabeth was rolling her eyes, but on the outside,

break yet. So, if there’s nothing else you

made

words, a clear voice sounded behind her, “Is

of a familiar voice, Mandy’s

instantly hid it as

of Draco made

see you.” Elizabeth got chills from watching Mandy pretend

help rolling her eyes

to his office. As soon as the door closed behind him, he asked, “What

from her bag and

here to invite you to the art exhibition. We

politely refused but a frown settled on

sorry, Miss Hamilton but I’m

can’t spare time to go to

you.” Only after he spoke that he noticed the name on

quickly flashed through his

is…” Mandy smiled, reading

art exhibition held by Mr. Nelson Nixon. I thought you