The Substitute Wife: My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

 The woman turned to look at Janet as well.She froze for a brief second, then her eyes narrowed into slits.

‘Is she a celebrity, too?’ Janet was a gorgeous woman, but not in the way that most women in showbiz were.

She wasn’t the type to turn heads at first glance, but her charms never failed to make a lasting impression on everyone she met.

Needless to say, this quality of hers attracted jealousy from other women inasmuch as it inspired admiration in most men.

Emani Gomez shot Janet a look of displeasure, which only darkened when she realized that they were wearing an almost identical evening dress as hers—the same style, in the exact same color.

And it looked far more beautiful on Janet.

Emani glanced at her assistant pointedly.The girl understood the message at once, and she proceeded to point a finger at Janet.

"Hey, you!" she snapped in an arrogant tone.

"Who the hell do you think you are? You almost bumped into Miss Gomez just now.Hurry and apologize."

Janet’s brows furrowed.

have I? Why should I apologize?" The

whatever! Go and change your clothes.Don’t you see that you’re wearing the same dress

side, wondering what the fuss was all

the woman was a star, so it was understandable that she wouldn’t be keen on having anyone wear the same outfit

nicely, then Janet would have gladly

wasn’t the type to tolerate

should I change?" Janet

on her heel, intending to continue her search

her by the wrist and pulled her back

is? She is the Emani Gomez! You can never afford

tall and slender, with dark and shiny curls framing her

too

popular star of their age, she was also the new face

didn’t recognize her just now.She didn’t look half as pretty nor sexy as she did

of her heavy makeup, but she was looking