My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

“Oh? Is that right?” Brandon asked as he lowered his head to look at his attire. He raised an eyebrow teasingly and continued, “Then, my dear one-day boss, how do you think I should dress up?” Janet frowned and said seriously, “What kind of assistant can afford such luxurious clothing? I can rent my studio for half a year with this outfit!”

Janet circled Brandon, scrutinizing his outfit while shaking her head disapprovingly. “And I can even buy two studios with your watch alone! With this extravagant get-up, how can I possibly order you around later?” she said in exasperation.

Brandon laughed and asked, “So, what should I wear to fit my role as an assistant?”

Janet rubbed her chin and pondered for a few seconds. Suddenly, her eyes lit up, and she pulled Brandon to the closet. She made him change into the cheapest clothes she could find and purposely messed up his hair to make him look a bit unkempt. However, no matter what he wore, Brandon still had an aristocratic air around him, like a nobleman from a painting. Even his slightly messy hair seemed to be a natural part of his charm.

While having a handsome husband was something to be proud of, Janet felt helpless.

She looked more like the assistant in comparison.

After making Brandon try many different outfits, Janet finally gave up. She realized she couldn’t hide his elegance and sophistication no matter how he dressed.

“Forget it. Just drive me to work, my noble assistant!” Janet said through her gritted teeth.

at Brandon standing in front of her. Somehow, she felt

the process wasn’t pleasant, Janet felt her frustration disappear

her throat. She smiled and continued, “Have I made myself clear about the things you need to do? Don’t forget to go through the documents on the desk. We have some clients coming later, so make sure you entertain them.” Brandon

leave, Janet was unconsciously grinning

of having a high and mighty CEO work for

and waited in the

felt something

to check

speechless when she saw the

expressionless as he spoke, and the client looked a bit flustered being next his

caught Brandon’s eyes and signaled to make

with such a

the hint from his “boss”, Brandon forced out