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.

to stir up a storm over

brushed off the negativity swiftly, refusing to dwell on it. What truly unsettled her was Clyde’s

afford to

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

of a size unparalleled since Janet’s studio launched. Her spirits lifted at

there, what style of clothing would

response

are interested in a collection of formal

fingers flying across the

requests?" The correspondent forwarded their specifications and suggested a face-to-face meeting for further discussion. Janet was overjoyed and couldn’t suppress her smile. Even though the attire requested wasn’t the most

be

"Unlikely…"

implausible thought

with me, especially