My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

Chapter 1273 A Call From Hannah.

Janet batted her eyelashes innocently.

“Then who else should I have gone with? Clyde?”

“Absolutely not!”

Brandon snatched the ticket and examined it.

“Why do you want to bring me, though? I thought you’d take one of your designer friends, like Elizabeth.”

Grinning, Janet replied, “Elizabeth already knew about this art exhibition, and she had asked Frank to get her a ticket a while ago.”

“But if Clyde hadn’t given you the ticket today, how were you planning to go?”

Brandon was puzzled.

With a pout, Janet admitted, “I was still hesitating whether to attend or not.”

Annoyed, Brandon furrowed his brow.

“What’s there to hesitate about? As long as you’re interested, I can secure tickets for you. While art exhibitions aren’t the Larson Group’s specialty, I have significant clout with people across various industries in Barnes. Rest assured, I can acquire as many tickets as you need.”

Janet chuckled at Brandon’s’ endearing competitiveness.

“Alright, alright, I know my husband is the best. It’s just that the studio has been keeping me incredibly busy lately, leaving me with little desire to attend an art exhibition. That’s what made me hesitant. But now that Clyde has sent the tickets, I can’t think of a reason not to go. Let’s consider it a date,”

Janet suggested.

words, Brandon’s expression

playfully shook Brandon’s

on a date with me? Moreover, I can help you expand your knowledge of art. That way, you’ll be better prepared to work as my

remarked with a sly smile gracing her

be my teacher?” Brandon narrowed his eyes, a hint of mischief

tried

look, Janet said, “What do you mean? Haven’t you been

Brandon teased, “You’ll find out when we get back, my

low, seductive voice lingered, akin to a feather teasing Janet’s

foreboding

home, Janet finally grasped what his intention

as they entered the villa, Brandon pinned Janet against the sofa, his voice hoarse

I want

flushed

push the man off

real teacher! Show

lips brushed her earlobe, his

art teacher. But body art is also a type of art. Teach me, Ms. White,” he

her knees weaken beneath Brandon’s intoxicating touch, a fiery sensation

the

clarity and pressed her

swatted her

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