The Substitute Wife: My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

The Substitute Wife My Poor Husband is a Billionaire

Chapter 1033 New Challenges

“What’s the mean of this?” Brandon asked with a blank look.

Garrett cleared his throat and sheepishly scratched his head. “So here’s the thing. The Harding Group finished recruitment just a few days ago. The candidates weren’t exactly suitable for the Harding Group, but I think they will fit in the Larson Group nicely. I suggested for them to apply for an interview with your company, and those youngsters were also keen on the idea. I wanted to recommend them directly to you. Of course, I’ll gladly vouch for their eligibility.”

Brandon glanced at the list of names, his eyes narrowing. These people were quite famous, being the most popular newcomers in the industry.

A faint smile touched his lips. “I’ll take this list for review,” he said somewhat cautiously. “I’ll consider your recommendation.”

Garrett always had a good eye for people. As such, he rarely recognized someone to be truly gifted, no matter how famous they were. Once he did, it only meant that person was truly remarkable.

“Ah, you’re willing to give it a shot?” Garrett looked relieved. In truth, he had been afraid that Brandon would take his gesture in a bad light and reject the offer. Brandon only nodded casually.

Garrett grabbed a chair and gingerly sat in front of Brandon. He rubbed his palms against his trousers, hesitating for a moment before speaking again. “I didn’t really expect you would accept it. You didn’t trust me before, after all.”

Charis had driven a wedge between him

be a father soon. You should stop being so narrow-minded.” Brandon folded the list and tucked it inside his pocket. “I do remember how you’ve contributed to the development of the Larson

remember?” Garrett asked, his voice thick with

Brandon was slowly recovering his memories, but he didn’t

had said so himself,

who had worked hard alongside

stared at each other, and the tension gradually eased as they both broke

so, they couldn’t put their feelings into words. They could only look at each other in embarrassed

toward the door. “I wonder why our wives aren’t

raised an eyebrow. “They’ve only been out for a few minutes. They shouldn’t be back for quite some

at the cafe, the dessert and beverages that Janet had ordered were just

try this,” she said to

velvet cake decorated with a chocolate bow. For their drinks, they had each ordered an

and put it in

bites in less than a minute. Laney had grown fond of sweet things