My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

The sound of Clyde’s ireful departure gradually receded into silence.Lexi offered a remorseful expression, admitting, "I goofed up, Boss.I let Clyde sneak past me."

Janet, weary etched across her face, eased into her chair, eyes shut as she massaged her temples.

"No harm done.Just watch out next time.Mind getting me another coffee?"

Relieved by Janet’s lack of reprimand, Lexi nodded, briskly exiting the room.

"Sure thing, I’ll grab it now."

The office ambiance settled back into tranquility.

A lengthy sigh escaped Janet.

Clyde’s intrusion had soured her previously pleasant mood. Even though she didn’t buy into the idea of Brandon’s infidelity, witnessing his closeness with another woman and the strategically angled photos that suggested an intimate embrace, jealousy was an unavoidable sensation.

stir up

bitterness, she brushed off the negativity swiftly, refusing to dwell on it. What truly unsettled her was

boost.We can’t afford to let just anyone waltz in.It’s a safety

platform, hoping some fresh orders might brighten her spirits. To her surprise, a potential client seemed interested in placing an order. This was no

Janet’s studio launched. Her spirits lifted at

there, what style of clothing would you like to order?"

response

agency and are interested in a collection of formal attire for our

fingers flying across the

though the attire requested wasn’t the most extravagant, the bulk order compensated and

be

"Unlikely…"

the implausible thought with a

reason they’d partner with me, especially for such