The Substitute Wife: My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

"Well… Thank you."

Janet ran the tip of her finger along the rim of her mug before taking a sip of coffee.Her lips were upturned ever so slightly.She thought that Ethan had only said it to give her some comfort, though, so she decided not to take his words seriously . In any case, she was in a terrible situation.

Jocelyn definitely had more in store for her in the future, but for now.

Janet just wanted to focus on keeping her job.

When they had returned from Color Company last time, Tiffany had proceeded to choose another designer’s drafts for submission. The next day, Tiffany called for a meeting and made the announcement.

"Color Company has approved the drafts of another designer.Good job everyone.You’ve been working hard, so coffee and desserts are on me.Order whatever you like.Also, another conference will be held tomorrow, and a representative from Color Company will be coming to discuss the detailed plans for this project.You are all required to attend.Make sure you come on time."

"Whoever makes the decision over at Color Company must have awful taste," a colleague whispered to Janet once the meeting was dismissed.

"I think your designs are so much better."

But Janet had more or less expected this outcome.

That didn’t mean that she was glad to see her hard work go to waste.

Even so, she hid her disappointment and mustered a smile.

they just don’t

unfortunate," the other woman

you would catch a big

from Color Company commenced

Jocelyn came to the Larson Group in person on behalf of

satisfied with the designs this time?" Tiffany asked calmly, her eyes fixed

very pleased with it.That this designer is surely going to make a name in the industry.I want to meet her, by

perused through the portfolio, picking up sheets to study

did this, the massive diamond ring on

for your kind

tucked her hair

immensely gratified, she couldn’t help the pang of guilt

designs were outstanding, and

was out of date and boring.There was nothing special about it at all.I couldn’t believe someone had wasted ink and paper

the folder and took a sip of coffee.Her

and threw surreptitious glances at

to them that Jocelyn

clutched her skirt and lowered her eyes, saying