The Substitute Wife: My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

On the surface, Tiffany was just explaining the facts to Janet, but in fact, she was deliberately putting Emani in her place. She had worked with Emani before, and she didn’t like her from the very beginning. In her eves arrogant. How could she just stand by and watch as Emani bully her co-worker?

Both Emani and her assistant were stunned speechless.

So was Janet She took a deep breath to calm down. She had no idea that Brandon had given her such expensive clothes. Emani was so embarrassed that the thick layer of foundation on her face couldn’t cover her reddened cheeks. Without saying another word, she turned around to leave. But before she could storm off, Tiffany stopped her. 

“Where are you going, honey? I heard that dress’designer is coming tonight. I thought you were friends with her? How about we go to her and have a chat?” Emani’s heart leaped to her throat. She was just bluffing earlier. She couldn’t even borrow a decent dress for the party, so how could she know the designer?

“No, thanks. Something urgent came up.” Emani forced a smile and turned around once more. She had to get out of here.

had thought that she was just a nobody that she could bully. But now, it seemed she had

Emani, a word of advice-take off that basic dress. You’re a celebrity. Don’t you think

how expensive

daring to say anything more, she could only leave, sulking, with her assistant and change her

eyed Janet questioningly, who seemed to be looking for something.

for your

small smile before leaving. Janet stayed where she was and continued to wait outside the

hall, the lights suddenly went out. Only a glaringly white spotlight lit up the stage. The audience applauded, and