The Substitute Wife: My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

The Substitute Wife My Poor Husband is a Billionaire

Chapter 992 What A Coincidence

When Janet awoke, she was greeted by the bright morning light streaming through the window. She had had a great time the previous night, but now her entire b*ody ached and felt weak.

Brandon, on the other hand, seemed to have no trace of tiredness. He wrapped his arms around her from behind and kissed her slender neck. “You sure know how to turn on the charm, darling.”

Janet blushed and hid under the blanket at the compliment. But Brandon’s muffled laughter could be heard. He handed her phone to her and said, “Someone called several times you last night.” 2

In the heat of the moment the previous evening, Janet never got a moment to check her phone.

When she looked at her phone, she saw several missed calls and a message from Elizabeth asking if she and Brandon were all okay.

With a faint smile, Janet put aside her phone and looked at Brandon. She asked him curiously, “Has Frank ever been in love before?”

“I’m not sure,” Brandon replied cautiously. He didn’t know Frank’s romantic history, but he suspected that Frank had been in a relationship before, so that was as much as he could say.

Janet was used to his reticence on some topics. It seemed that he wasn’t interested in gossip at all. He held her in his arms and said, “But Frank is a reliable man, someone you can count on. That’s for sure.”

into Brandon’s eyes, which were filled with sincerity. A

Elizabeth might have finally found a good

yesterday? Is she still here at work now? I need to ask her something.” Almost all the waitresses there had long hair, so when Brandon mentioned the woman with short hair, the receptionist knew exactly who he was talking about. She sighed and said, “I’m sorry, sir,

was fine yesterday! What happened?” Janet

receptionist couldn’t give them further information, so she

Brandon and Janet and knew that they were not his average Joes. In order to avoid any negative publicity for the hotel, the manager invited them to the VIP lounge

be alarmed. On behalf of the hotel, I sincerely apologize for any inconvenience or whatever this may have caused. Mr. and Mrs. Larson, your stay at the hotel this time will be on the house. By the way, what was it you wanted to ask her about?” The manager sensed that

serious, just a few minor questions,” Brandon said with a smile,

it a coincidence? Or had someone deliberately tried to prevent them from learning

but feel regretful. “We should

with a composed demeanor, reassured her, “Don’t worry. The person who is pulling the strings behind us will eventually

give her a chance to inquire. Instead, he gently suggested, “Let the driver take you to the studio. I’ll

waited

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was greeted by a rushing Elizabeth. Janet hadn’t called back or replied to her

arrive at