The Substitute Wife: My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

It was autumn in Seacisco.Golden, auburn and red leaves fell gently from the trees and scattered the streets below.

The sky was overcast and gloomy.

Every person on the street had windbreakers on and walked briskly through the inclement weather.

Janet peered out of the window, wondering whether there would be heavy rains to follow this foreboding weather.

Tiffany's usual serious voice suddenly came to her ears.

"See me in my office, Lind." Everyone cast Janet a sympathetic look.

Recently, Tiffany had been picking on every designer in the store.

People were starting to wonder if she was perhaps going through menopause.

"Ms.Fisher, what can I do for you?"

Janet recalled the work she had done over the past few days.She had completed every project as scheduled.She couldn't think of a reason for Tiffany to criticize her.

clothing brand of theirs wants

chair and handed Janet a document to peruse.Then she lowered her head and

will I work with this time?" Janet said, holding a

rested her elbow on the table, and said thoughtfully, "Since you have

just a mid-tier

designer on any project, nor did she qualify for

attract jealousy from her

Perkins Group made that request from us, so this is final.Well, you may leave now," Tiffany said in a businesslike

had mixed feelings about

and nice, other times

but still

please stop

Kent heard her voice on the other end of the line, he was initially quite happy.But when he

I do? Would you do me the courtesy of not accusing me of something before you have ascertained whether I have actually done it?" Kent

Tiffany that you wanted me to be the chief designer on the new project?" Janet was confused and her

clothing brand saw our advertisement on TV and admired the costume design.That's why they came to you,"