The Substitute Wife: My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

Chapter 855 Torn Garment

After measuring Derek, Janet finally breathed a sigh of relief. “You can go on stage,” she said. “You’re just the right size for the clothes.”

Derek seemed to have expected this. “I fit all the standard sizes,” he said confidently, “and all clothes look good on me.”

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Janet handed him the garment. “Cut the crap,” she said, smiling. “Go get changed.”

Derek entered the fitting room while Janet waited outside nervously. The models had all been chosen by Draco himself. She didn’t know what the suit would look like on Derek.

“Something’s wrong with the clothes, Janet,” Derek called out from the fitting room.

“Stop joking around, Derek,” Janet replied, unimpressed. Her heart sank. She didn’t want to believe there could be a problem with the clothes.

Derek lifted the curtain of the fitting room and walked out. “See for yourself,” he said.

The backstage lights were bright, and Janet could see his well-defined muscles. She could also see a tear in the fabric that cut the clothing almost in two.

shocked. “How could this be?” she stammered. With a quick wave of his hand, Derek said, “I didn’t do anything. I guess it got torn when the former model tried it on this morning. He must have been too afraid to take responsibility,

that?” Janet asked suspiciously. “Have you done such things before?” She was taken

his nose. “Fine. Yes, I’ve done it before. Luckily,

however. She sank

walked over. “What?” he asked. “It’s not a big deal. We just

watch their works carefully before the shows. I should have known something like this could happen. I should have been more

it,” he said jokingly. “No one will notice a missing garment or

said firmly. “Well, what are you going to do then?” He was curious about

sitting in her seat for a few minutes, Janet stood up suddenly and took a

tenacity. Before he could say anything else, Janet pulled him into the fitting

she began to hand-sew the

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had entered its final

the backstage models to go out one by one. “The last works, by the W

and the music started playing. It was late at night and the moon could be seen through the glassceiling, adding

a talented designer; his works

disappointed by Draco,” said one of the designers. The designers under the stage all