My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

Sean looked troubled.

It was not because he doubted if Brandon could be a qualified assistant, but because the role of an assistant involved numerous responsibilities that could not be explained in just a few sentences.

Without professional training and several years of work experience, it would be impossible to quickly adapt and perform well in the job.

However, after seeing how determined Brandon was, Sean tried his best to explain the basics of being an assistant so that Brandon could avoid making mistakes.

From his understanding of Brandon, Sean was certain that with Brandon’s temperament, he would definitely irritate Janet.

But perhaps Brandon was the only CEO in the world that would willingly serve as his wife’s assistant.

After briefly learning about the role of an assistant, Brandon went to pick up Janet with confidence.

As soon as Brandon entered the studio, Janet rushed towards him and cried out proudly, “Guess what? Mrs. Reed came back to me and asked me to design the clothes for her grandma! Mandy has been fired!”

she leaped into his arms, Brandon held her slender waist and said calmly, “I’ve already learned some basics about the role of an assistant before coming here, so I

so prepared, Janet’s excitement popped like a balloon. Someone had

to look at the only person

and said in a heavy tone, “Boss, it’s all for your

more disappointed to hear

felt let down and looked at Brandon gloomily. “I

hoped to hear you pleading with me to spare you, looking pitiful!” Janet said indignantly. She wanted to look at him with pity

pitifully begging for her

all her fantasies were

was

at Lexi. But Lexi looked around the room to avoid

you don’t want to do it, beg me to spare you!” Completely smitten with his wife’s fierce side, Brandon let out a chuckle. “How would you like me to beg for mercy, ma’am?”