The Substitute Wife: My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

Chapter 830 Dance With Her

Several minutes had passed while Brandon stood there before Janet finally noticed him.He gently touched her face and murmured, "Scary cat."

Janet's gorgeous eyes blinked as she considered what Vera had just said.

"Is it your impression, too, Brandon, that I am overly possessive? Mrs.Harding just taught Laney a lesson.She warned that a woman's clinginess to her husband could be detrimental to his professional success."

Janet responded somberly, propping her chin with one hand, "What Mrs.Harding said makes perfect sense.I was thinking that maybe I should extend my business trip so that you can have the extended time to yourself."

Brandon was at a loss for words.

This really put him on pins and needles! Looking at his face, Brandon was bent out of shape over this topic.

"I wish I could cover your ears and tell you not to listen to such nonsense."

He pulled out a seat and sat down beside Janet.He put his hand on her wrist and said, "Even if my mother is still alive, she'll probably just let you watch out for me.Therefore, a lengthy business trip is out of the question."

Simultaneously, Janet lifted her eyebrows and regarded Brandon, thinking that he was rather adorable.

Why did he constantly treat such little things with such seriousness? Just like a child?

"Fine!"

Janet broke out in a wide grin.

As he considered what Vera had said, Brandon's unease persisted.

The entire mess was Garrett's doing.

unable to improve relations between his mother and wife, why would Brandon also have to suffer? Brandon's

was here to show their love to others, but Vera's remarks almost

asked Garrett to come over immediately so he could help out with his mom

his family shouldn't

Janet noticed Brandon looking resentfully at his phone, she

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inquisitively and desired to

a hand to

his phone and stared

he leaned and

ended, the lights in the banquet hall

the saxophone and piano played a

Janet

"Let's dance!"

head and said, "No, I'll make the worst

hand and led her into the

hand

voice, he told Janet, "Follow my

carefully followed Brandon's lead.She moved clumsily and kept her head

your gaze to mine.You may discover your own rhythm"

she may inadvertently step

plodded along

dance floor’s illumination fell on Brandon's face, and the scene took on a

a suit very identical to the

its soft lighting, swooping music, and passionate movements, seemed to

love with Brandon! In an instant,

regarded Brandon, apparently with a