The Substitute Wife: My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

Ever since I was forced to clarify his relationship with Janet in public, he had stopped calling her into his office every now and then, or hitting on her lI before.

Janet felt that he had probably given up and was gradually relieved about it.

It was Saturday tomorrow, and she was looking forward to it.

She had planned to buy some fruits and visit Hannah after work.

Hannah’s condition had stabilized ever since she was transferred to another hospital.

As soon as Janet turned off her computer, I called her from behind.

"Lind, don’t rush off work.Pack your things and come with me.We’ll go out for dinner later, and it will be considered overtime.The company will offer you extra payment for it."

Janet bit her lip; she had an inkling about the dinner.

"Mr.Lyman, what kind of dinner is it? Is anyone else joining us?" I calmly looked around and said, "Everyone has left.Only you’re here.I can’t ask anyone else to join us, can I? I just received the news that there is a chance to win this client over and design customized products for their brand this year.Let’s see if we can make it happen tonight."

Janet looked around.Her colleagues had indeed left work.

Janet had sketched an extra design draft.

she had stayed

was confused as to why I was asking her to

all, she was a new

assistant? I’m not experienced enough to discuss business, nor

someone else to join you? I have important work to

up her bag, ready to

wrist and looked into

practically no resources.Now, you have the chance to become friends with big shots in the fashion world.Don’t toss it away for

hand away from

in the company now.If you keep behaving like this, people will end up misunderstanding us.Don’t forget that you have already clarified our relationship once.You don’t want to

all here to work.It’s just a dinner.Why are you making a big deal out of it? This is a

is not that I don’t want to go with

want to argue

so reckless!"

trying to pull

then, someone grasped her

can’t force your subordinate into

Christopher’s jaw tightened.

looked calm, the anger