The Substitute Wife: My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

Tiffany had a pretty clear understanding of what Kaya was doing.

Unfortunately for the girl, she hated it the most when her subordinates were playing tricks to get ahead of their peers.

Tiffany raised an eyebrow and crossed her arms over her chest.

"If you‘re so worried," she said impatiently, then why don‘t you repair it yourself? If you can, then I will give you due credit for it."

Kaya blinked, speechless.

But Tiffany wasn‘t done yet.

She added, "Since it was you who broke the laptop last night, make sure to compensate the company for loss of property, and do it as soon as possible."

With that, she turned away and headed in Janet‘s direction.

Computers played a big role in their job as designers, and the Larson Group had spared no expense in equipping them with the latest tools the market had to offer.

All in all, the damages would cost at least a month‘s worth of Kaya‘s salary.

She glared at Janet, her hands clenching into fists.

It irked her to realize that she would have to lose a large amount of money without even accomplishing anything.

Janet, on the other hand, was about to leave after seeing that the matter had been resolved.

To her surprise, Tiffany stopped in front of her.

get back to redoing your drafts.Tomorrow‘s meeting will be at ten in the morning." Tiffany glanced at

left.I look

back

left with a wide smile on her

made a beeline for her room and dove into

window was open, letting in a soft breeze that played with the white

the room and landed on the desk, where

a haphazard bun and used one of her pencils to

walk around to stretch her muscles, and then she

was decidedly more taxing than preparing for

though she was racing against time, and both her hands were barely enough to keep up with the ideas that constantly came

dimmed, and rain

lightened up, the leaves outside glistened with water, and the fresh scent

came at her

her eyes still fixed on her computer

in here for almost a day.Aren‘t you

which he set down on the wooden table on the other side of the

it there.I‘ll eat later.I still have

getting back to her computer. He was wearing a casual

was somewhat tousled, making his

you.Just carry on with your work.May I

hands, while his other hand was now fiddling with the

in his voice, Janet assumed that he had just

she paused, realizing