The Substitute Wife: My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

The Substitute Wife My Poor Husband is a Billionaire

Chapter 906 Irrevocable Damage

Seeing the crestfallen look in Elizabeth’s eyes made Janet want to chase after her.

“Are you seriously leaving me, your client, alone here?” Derek leaned back against the sofa, his long legs crossed gracefully. There was not an ounce of guilt to be seen on his face.

Janet gritted her teeth and turned to him. “Are you out of your mind? Or do you just not have a brain at all? That was so cruel! How could you say that to her? Our design drafts are done through a specialized software. It’s not necessary for the designer to complete everything by hand. She could do just as well with her injury.”

Derek wasn’t interested in any of it.

He turned his attention to the ring on his finger, playing nonchalantly with the band. “You avoided me on purpose, so I had no choice. If you hadn’t questioned my decision, I wouldn’t have had to find fault with Miss Perry.”

“Now you’re blaming me?” Janet was furious. After taking several deep breaths to calm herself down, she opened the door of the VIP room and said, “Please leave, Mr. Ramsey. I’m afraid we can’t accept this project.”

Wilder quickly stepped in to try and smooth out the situation. He had tried so hard and was now finally about to secure a design project from W Marks Studio. Nothing could go wrong now! “Please, let’s talk about this calmly. I’m sure we can come up with a compromise. You’ve been at the Iridescent Show last time. You know better than anyone that Derek is the perfect model for W Marks’ designs. The interview is also very important to Derek.”

Janet had made up her mind however, she was as immovable as a boulder. Leaning against the door, she refused, “Our

dawned on Derek how angry Janet was. With a frown, he asked, “Are you that mad about it? Why do you have to

can see yourself out.” With that, Janet simply turned around

at Derek.

kneading his temple as tension gathered in that spot. He looked at the file that

materials she had prepared were perfect, and he could tell that she was serious about her job. He wouldn’t have acted so childishly if he hadn’t been angry

his face with his palm, he admitted, “It was my fault. I

realizing the consequences of his actions until the damage had already been

around the studio to find Elizabeth, but there was no sign of her. She paused her search

the railing that overlooked the

always come here during lunch break.” Elizabeth was looking down, her hands clasped together.

wiping her eyes. “The wind is really strong today. I think something got in my

light breeze disturbed the world that was standing perfectly

lie and asked instead, “How’s your

all said the same thing— the wound had already healed. But every time I pick up a pen, my hand will shake.