The Substitute Wife: My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

The Substitute Wife My Poor Husband is a Billionaire

Chapter 950 Laptop Got Broken

“Miss Lopez, please don’t do that,” Sean said as he grabbed Estella’s phone. He felt helpless by her actions. “Tell me, what do you want to eat?”

Estella immediately put her phone down. “Well, I won’t give you a hard time. Let’s just go to the company’s canteen.”

Sean just had to agree.

The Larson Group’s canteen was famous in Barnes. Even if it was only a company canteen, world-renowned chefs gathered there. It had been trending on the Internet for some time now.

“Don’t be nervous. I’m asking you to eat with me because you know Brandon well,” Estella said when she noticed that Sean was vigilantly standing more than ten meters away from her. “I just want to gather materials to write a novel. You see, I’m a novelist.”

Sean breathed a sigh of relief as he quickly followed her. ‘”Why didn’t you tell me earlier? However, I signed a confidentiality agreement. If I disclose Mr. Larson’s private affairs, I will get salary deductions.”

Sean’s pay had been significantly reduced because he had irritated Brandon.

“Then why don’t you resign?” Estella said, feeling sorry for him.

“I have never thought about my resignation. Mr. Larson could be harsh sometimes, but he’s a good man. Let’s stop talking about it anymore,” Sean said, and then he told Estella to order whatever she like.

“Then I’m not going to stand on ceremony,” Estella said, ordering the most expensive dishes.

so generous that he didn’t flinch at Estella’s choices

“You have so much

thin and tall. He didn’t seem like a big eater

While Brandon was cold and harsh with others, he could be kind to

was served, Sean sat down with

her meal so much. Even though she hadn’t finished what

more if you’re still hungry. The canteen won’t close until we get off

easily move her arm now. Still smiling at her,

I have to

eat more. It’s

food so much, he subconsciously worked up a good appetite and ordered an additional plate of curry

smiled mysteriously, “I guess you

her, and then he continued eating. Estella saw a bitter smile on

the meal, Estella took out her laptop to get to work. “Do you think you’re

up. Clearly, the question was to his liking. “Do

that way. It was just

documents, doing the laundry, and even cooking for Mr. Larson. Although Mr. Larson appears to be high and mighty to others, he was one person who needs care and attention. I even make a scarf for Mr. Larson

her laptop. As Sean went on,

her was that he was, in a sense, like a

he would be portrayed as an