The Substitute Wife: My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

The Substitute Wife My Poor Husband is a Billionaire

Chapter 904 I’m Here To See Janet

The midday sun was nice and toasty. Barnes’s early autumn arrived gently with the dropping of the first golden ginkgo leaf.

Derek stepped out of a refurbished business car that had just pulled up in front of W Marks Studio. He removed his shades and looked around curiously.

He then raised an eyebrow and said, “Is it here, Wilder? Where is the sign?”

Wilder encouraged Derek to maintain a low profile when they went out. This place was distinct in comparison to abroad. The media would make a big deal out of anything trivial. However, Derek’s extravagant attire indicated that he did not take Wilder’s words seriously. Wilder had no choice but to discreetly wipe away his perspiration.

“It’s here. Come on, let’s get inside.” Wilder escorted Derek into the studio.

Derek walked behind him. The moment he entered the studio, a stir ensued. He had a magnetic pull on all the female designers.

“Derek is much more attractive in person!”

was the least photogenic model, according to a reporter. In all honesty, I am taken aback by

seems to be focusing on me!” Derek, with a little smile on his lips, stared out into the throng. He went to great lengths to be ready for his trip, and he was happy with

curious to see her reaction when she saw him. Derek regarded him as more desirable than her spouse because of his youth and

in. Even the designer sitting in the

the designer who ignored him. “Hello, lovely lady! I’m Derek Ramsey. Is the designer responsible

heard the noise, but she didn’t feel anything for the dashingly dressed man in front of her. She got to her feet and said, “Just a sec, please. Let me show you to the VIP area first.” “Appreciate it.” Derek’s lips pursed as he observed Tasha’s growing baby bump. That explained why

words. Even though he was a major celebrity model, this

around a lot on the walk to the VIP area, but

Mr. Ramsey? The restroom is on the left down that

face, Derek admitted, “I need to see Janet. During my time at Northcliffe, she was there to look after me. I’d want to

Derek that she was

she went to attend to other obligations.” Tasha smiled politely and said, “Please don’t worry, Mr. Ramsey. The designer who will be handling your order is a seasoned pro as well. It is safe to say

showed signs

the necessary materials. “Good afternoon, Mr. Ramsey?” After exchanging pleasantries, the two got right down to business. Generally speaking,