My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

As Janet spun around, she found that Estella’s friends had whisked away every last dessert from the platter. Her face turned into a scowl.

But after a second, she regained her composure.

Janet placed her hands defiantly on her hips, tilted her chin upward, and scoffed, “I’m not worried at all! I’ll have a fresh order in no time!”

Brandon arched an eyebrow and inquired, “Oh, really? If I’m not mistaken, Carly has chosen another designer—Mandy, correct?”

Brandon’s extensive web of informants blanketed Barnes.

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Hence, Janet wasn’t taken aback by his knowledge of these matters.

Janet jutted her chin out even more, declaring, “Mandy won’t be able to deliver the design Carly desires. She’ll come back to me, you’ll see.” But Brandon remained unconvinced.

He believed Janet was merely boasting.

“From what I’ve heard, Mandy enjoys quite the reputation in design circles. Carly won’t abandon her choice so easily.”

Undeterred, Janet flashed a confident grin and challenged, “Care to wager on that?”

Intrigued, Brandon countered, “A wager, you say? What are the stakes?”

Janet mulled it over for a moment before a devilish grin spread across her face.

serve as my assistant for a day at my studio—no excuses! Lexi can take the day off, and you’ll fill in

Mr. Larson

her astonishment, Brandon cheerfully accepted, “I have no issue with that. However, I do have one

his lips, and whispered his demand

widened, and her cheeks

do you think? Can you

delight in

aflame, Janet glared at him

taunted, “Lacking the confidence to follow through? How can you expect

but

continued to

yet you shy away from such a

“Fine, I accept!”

gritted her teeth

would be branded

Lexi quietly inquired, “Boss, what was Mr. Larson’s condition? I promise, your

Janet’s

pursed her lips and refused to

Brandon

him a withering glare at

swiftly wrapped up her