My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

Brandon harbored a deep dislike for Clyde.

With a frosty gaze, he eyed the ticket in Clyde’s hand and icily retorted, “Janet has no intention of accompanying you. Be gone.”

Yet, upon seeing the ticket, Janet’s eyes betrayed a flicker of uncertainty.

Clyde detected the wavering in her gaze and couldn’t help but smirk triumphantly.

“Mr. Larson, perhaps you’re unaware, but this ticket grants access to an art exhibition held by the esteemed Nelson Nixon. He mentored the famed designer, Draco Wesley, and is a renowned artist within the industry. His age advances, and this may very well be his final exhibition. Professionals throughout the industry are clamoring to attend. Such tickets are now exceptionally rare. Surely, you understand, Mr. Larson?”

Clyde was well aware that no one in the design world could resist the allure of Nelson’s art exhibition.

He seized this opportunity to extend an invitation to Janet, not only to spend time alone with her but also to undermine Brandon.

In his mind, a man ignorant of art hardly deserved to be Janet’s husband.

As Janet wavered, Brandon’s expression grew stormy.

“Mr. Larson, your expertise lies in business, not design

classes and his woeful lack of artistic

with art, if he desired entrance to Nelson’s exhibition, he could easily acquire tickets. He didn’t

amusement in Brandon’s reaction and gently touched his hand, signaling for him to

asking, “Is

of opportunity, Clyde eagerly

forgive my previous

you. However, I have

eyes sparkled with

White, simply state your desire. If it’s within my

you must possess more than one ticket, correct? I’d like you to provide me

produced a second ticket and presented

an extra.

for himself, but since Janet requested it, he had no grounds to

for a friend, as Brandon, being

course, he’d secure another