The Substitute Wife: My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

The Substitute Wife My Poor Husband is a Billionaire

Chapter 902 Elizabeth Is Back

“Don’t worry.” Brandon gently reassured Janet, and then got out of the car to open the door for her.

As soon as she stepped out, Janet was surrounded by an onslaught of blinding flashes and the sound of shutters, the paparazzi swarming towards her like bees. Frightened, she fled back to the safety of her car.

The reporters who had gathered outside the vehicle turned their attention to Brandon. “Mr. Larson, how are we going to take photos if Mrs. Larson doesn’t show herself?”

At these words, Janet looked at Brandon in disbelief. “You called the paps here?”

Brandon said nothing to deny it. Instead, he led Janet out of the car and explained, “Someone has to do some damage control. We have to make this believable if you want to convince people that you’re not having an affair with Draco.”

Janet quickly understood. The next moment, she was slipping an arm around Brandon’s shoulder, pulling him closer. It was a picturesque portrayal of intimate lovers — a tall, handsome man and a beautiful woman locked in a tight embrace. The two pulled off a convincing performance.

kiss on Brandon’s cheek and leaned on his shoulder, whispering, “I’m going to work,

Janet’s face as Brandon kept on kissing her, paying no mind to the pairs of eyes locked on them. She had never kissed her husband so passionately in public like this before. It took a moment to gather her wits, the

face with a wicked smirk. He let her go, raising a finger to gently flick at the tip of her nose. “Exactly.

her flaming cheeks in her hands, Janet walked into the

Elizabeth had come back. It had been nearly a month since they last saw each other, and Elizabeth was looking much better

rare. You’re late

Elizabeth quickly, beaming as

for helping us find the best doctor. My aunt wanted to thank you too.

nodded, her smile never leaving her lips. By now, some of the excitement from the warm reunion had dissipated, and

back to work. As for the rumors about me and Mr. Wesley, Dalores might have been the one behind them. However, even if I want to take legal action, Dalores had been in a car accident that killed her

been a serious incident. The national highway was blocked off, and the media

but none of them knew that the victim

Dalores had worked in the design studio for a long time, and the sudden