The Substitute Wife: My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

The dinner party was held in a fancy French restaurant. "Lind, would you like to have a drink with me?"

Tiffany was swiveling a glass of red wine in her hand, swaying it towards Janet. She glanced around the crowd before darting her eyes back to Janet. With sincerity, she said, "I’m sure it must’ve been difficult for you to showcase the limits of your talent under all that pressure. I know what kind of person you are. Truthfully, I’d rather not say anything else. Different people have different views. Right now, I just want to drink this glass of wine with you first."

Upon hearing Tiffany’s remark, all the employees of the company fell silent. Amidst the quiet atmosphere, someone stood up and joked, "We didn’t think that Lind was very capable. She looks pretty meek. We’re actually surprised that she’s so incredible! Perhaps we should try to get along better after this drink?"

‘‘This could be a way to overturn the previous rumors circulating about me,’’ Janet thought. 

She took a sip of wine and smiled at Tiffany. With a reserved smile, she said, "Thanks, everyone. I appreciate that."

Now that she had cleared things out, Janet was over the moon. 

When the dinner party came to an end, she received two messages; one from the bank, and one from Brandon. He said that he had given her a bonus. It was a large sum of money.

This time, Janet accepted the money without any qualms. She had spent lots of time and energy for the fashion week in Seacisco, and she had indeed made great contributions to the event. Since she was just an ordinary woman who was short of money, Janet accepted the bonus gratefully. 

to express how grateful she was. The dinner party didn’t last very long. Most of the company’s employees were married, so they had to go back to

she started humming a song while

pretty happy. What’s going

just taken out of the dryer. His broad shoulders, narrow waist, and the simple white tank top he wore made him

working on. Now that it has been completed, and I

didn’t know much about fashion shows. After all, men usually paid

he sat on the sofa with a pile of clothes in his arms. Thereafter, he folded the clothes neatly. It was then that Janet noticed that her underwear were among

can fold

had done this many times. He chuckled and pinched her blushing face. "We’re a couple.

fluttered about made Janet looked timid yet lovable. Trying to suppress his smile,

we should celebrate your victory! Let’s go out this weekend. You’ve been busy with work for so

been through a lot recently, and they weren’t even that close yet. All he wanted was to