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.

that he

at Sean’s meal card balance, Estella said in surprise, “You have so much money. It’s not worth

was thin and tall. He

Being Brandon’s assistant had its advantages. While Brandon was cold and harsh with others, he could be

was served, Sean sat down

foodie. She enjoyed her meal so much. Even though she hadn’t finished what was on her

“We can order some more if you’re still

Still smiling at her, he

have to be strong, even if I’m badly injured,” she

eat more. It’s

he subconsciously worked up

her mouth and smiled mysteriously, “I guess you don’t have

his face to briefly look at her, and then

her laptop to get to work. “Do you

was to

way. It was just a

doing the laundry, and even cooking for Mr. Larson. Although Mr. Larson appears to be high and mighty to others, he was one

listened to him carefully, even taking notes on her laptop. As Sean went on, however,

he was, in a

he wanted to see if he would be portrayed as an important