The Substitute Wife: My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

Hiffany pursed her ruddy lips, feeling helpless.She put away the design draft, stood up, and nodded.

"Okay, we’ll go back and discuss it again.Sorry for bothering you two."

When they entered the elevator, Tiffany turned to look at Janet.

"What happened? Did you offend that woman?" Janet didn’t know what to say.

The feud between her and the Lind family was complicated.

"Well, that was a long time ago," she said, letting out a weary sigh.

Tiffany rubbed her temples and nodded.

She looked effortlessly beautiful when she arched her eyebrows.

"I didn’t expect you to offend someone.After all, considering your kind nature, I didn’t think you were capable of rubbing people the wrong way." A smile stretched across Janet’s lips.

"Ms.Fisher, since they don’t want mine, why don’t we use someone else’s design?"

"Yeah.That’s the only solution.We have no other choice."

couldn’t draw a line between their professional and personal

every day. The elevator door opened, and the

Janet left the building, she saw Jocelyn walking toward her with an evil smile on

Janet’s face turned cold.

you from the entire industry

failure of a woman depends on whether she has found the right man or not.As you can see, Jason is a handsome guy.But he is also the CEO of this company A lowly woman like you only deserves a poor illegitimate child.You have to

amused to hear her childish

We’ll see when that happens.By the way, is something

painted fingernails and gently blew

doing well.I guess it will go bankrupt soon.That’s why I dumped

think your current boyfriend should be more careful.You’ve had a history of boyfriends.Your first boyfriend’s family went bankrupt, and you dumped him.Your second boyfriend had a serious ailment, and you dumped him.Your third boyfriend’s parents were arrested, and you dumped him.It seems to me that you’re bad luck

smiled before pushing Jocelyn away and walking out "You mean to say I’m a

regardless of being in a public

"Yes."

didn’t have the time to

she walked out of the building, hailed a taxi, and left. In the evening,

of coffee in her hand.She hadn’t moved ever since she returned

the glass door to the balcony and walked to her