The Substitute Wife: My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

Chapter 867 She Feels Like Some Rich Magnate

“What can I do for you ladies?” Janet asked as she draped her shawl over her arm.

She didn’t know any of the five female models in front of her. They were all tall and slender, and certainly made up nicely. The girls exchanged a look.

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One of them, who sported a chic bob, stepped forward and said, “We’ve been watching you for a while now. But none of us had the guts to say hello. Can we call you Janet? We’re fans of your designs, as well as W Marks.”

The others bobbed their heads eagerly, their expressions bright and hopeful. Indeed, they looked like they were face to face of their greatest idol.

Another model, this one with long, sleek hair, held up her phone and spoke timidly. “If it’s all right with you, can we exchange contact information?”

The others nodded again. “That’s right! Let’s exchange numbers! If your studio holds a fashion show in the future, we will be more than happy to help.”

Janet smiled and agreed. These women looked to be just the same age as her, and they spoke with so much enthusiasm that she couldn’t find it in herself to refuse.

in the lead hooked her arm around Janet’s and ushered her to the bar. And that was how Janet ended up drinking and

soon, she was feeling tipsy. Her head was buzzing,

chin in both hands, her cheeks already flushed. When

helped Janet sit up and urged her to drink more. “Come on, you’re really good at this. You can

to finish this

wasn’t too drunk to understand what they said. “We never played a drinking game. Don’t trick me

one of them even pinched Janet’s nose playfully.

coerced into

was happening. She finally got the chance to

for her to get even dizzier.

with the models who came to accost him. Out of the corner of his eye, however, he noticed

and check on a friend.” He nodded apologetically

acted quickly and stood in Derek’s way. “Have you lost all common sense? Janet is a welcome guest here. Why do you have to meddle in her affairs? Don’t tell me you

looks like you brought a few extra outfits tonight. Aren’t

with grievance. “Are you having fun bullying me like this? I just want to