My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

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.

her words, Brandon’s

playfully shook

knowledge of art. That way,

with a sly smile gracing her

narrowed his eyes, a hint

tried that

do you mean?

charming smile, Brandon teased, “You’ll find out

akin to

uneasy feeling of foreboding welled up within

grasped

villa, Brandon pinned Janet against

White, I want

flushed

the man off her,

real teacher! Show some

lips brushed her earlobe, his

body art is also a

knees weaken beneath Brandon’s intoxicating

by passion and on the brink of heading to bed, a sudden ringtone interrupted

and pressed her hand

phone’s ringing…” Brandon swatted her hand away and kissed