My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

Aware of the challenge Janet faced, Elizabeth felt a pang of helplessness. Regardless, she soldiered on, showering her with soothing words and sprinkles of inspiration.

Janet, never one to wallow in sadness, had already aligned her mind with the new reality. As a result, Elizabeth’s brief comforting episode ended with Janet deftly steering the conversation elsewhere.

Their engaging chatter was interrupted by a sudden uproar from the exterior. It seemed like someone was stirring up trouble out there.

Janet’s face clouded over. Rising, she headed towards the source of the disturbance.

Elizabeth, fearing Janet might need assistance, quickly tailed her friend.

Emerging from the door, Janet spotted Mandy holding court in the lobby, her assistant and two bodyguards flanking her as she squared off with Lexi.

Upon seeing Mandy, Janet expelled a sigh, fingers brushing her forehead. She readied herself to intervene, but Mandy, having caught sight of her, spoke first. Her voice dripped with sarcasm.

“Janet, is this your idea of hospitality? No wonder your business isn’t booming!”

and a hostile demeanor. You’re clearly here to cause a

intimidating, they were also there to carry gifts; a subtle olive branch from Mandy. The bodyguards, apart from being gift-carriers, primarily served to save Mandy from any potential embarrassment before Janet. Mandy, however, would

long for Janet to notice the gifts being carried by

gracious smile, “Lexi, every visitor is our guest. Please welcome Miss Hamilton and her associates inside.” Mandy responded, chin up, arms crossed, in a voice brimming with arrogance, “Did you catch that? Your

retorted, “But it’s obvious that

gentle shake of the head from Janet was all it took for Lexi to grudgingly step aside, a

tnumphant smirk played on Mandy’s lips as she sauntered in, chin

bags and boxes onto the table

of the group gaped at the spectacle before them. A seemingly endless cascade of gifts mushroomed on the table, forming an impressive

to stutter, “All these… are all

common offerings. If my assistant and

from Elizabeth, her lips curling in a slight smirk. “Is this how the affluent live? Casually carting along

displayed by Mandy left Janet stunned. Scanning the pile, she noticed the