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.

your drafts.Tomorrow‘s meeting will be at ten in

left.I look forward

back to work

wide smile

made a beeline

open, letting in a soft breeze that

and landed

and used one of her pencils to hold it

her muscles, and then she would get right

was decidedly more taxing than preparing for the final exams back

both her hands were barely enough to keep up with the ideas that constantly came

dimmed,

the leaves outside glistened with water, and the

knock suddenly came

eyes still fixed on her computer screen.She didn‘t turn around,

holed up in here for almost a

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

it there.I‘ll eat later.I still have a lot

getting back to her computer. He was wearing a casual gray shirt

making his curls

bother you.Just carry on with your work.May

pocketed one of his hands, while his other hand was now fiddling with the spines

slight rasp in his voice,

she paused, realizing