The Substitute Wife: My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

Chapter 1245 Want To Own Janet

Janet and Clyde had both agreed to rendezvous at an upscale cafe, nestled amidst stunning scenery.

Nerves tingling with anticipation, Clyde reached the cafe early, eagerly awaiting Janet’s arrival.

The photos he took of Hannah were no coincidence.

He’d known for some time that Janet yearned to leave W Marks, aspiring to be an independent designer. Hannah’s garments were Janet’s first solo endeavor.

Initially, Clyde puzzled over why Janet would design for an ordinary elderly woman.

Upon discerning the connection between Janet and Hannah, a plan took shape in his mind.

To get closer to Janet, Clyde resolved to approach Hannah first.

Thus, he ventured to the countryside, capturing those images of Hannah and investing heavily in high-profile marketing campaigns. With considerable effort, he propelled the photos to the top of trending topics.

As anticipated, upon seeing the pictures at the summit of the trends, Janet reached out to him, even consenting to a private meeting.

As long as their encounter remained uninterrupted, Clyde believed he could capture the fair maiden’s heart.

in reverie, a knock at the door jolted

darted to the

open the door to the private room. The ethereal figure who had

thundered as the captivating woman drew

Janet’s beauty remained unparalleled.

are you the artist, Clyde Lambert?” Janet’s dulcet

“Yes… Yes… Yes, I am,” he stammered, struggling to control his

smile graced her lips. “Nice to meet you. I’m Janet White, the designer of Hannah’s

accepting her outstretched hand, feigning composure.

you,” she replied. Janet’s smile was unwavering as she released his hand and

speech and self-assured smile sent

Clyde’s face for a moment, her eyes widening in surprise. “You

her, he feigned confusion. “Have

furrowed in thought, and then her face lit up with recognition. “You’re the Mr. L I mistook for someone else at the coffee

of realization dawned on Clyde’s face as he exclaimed, “Now that you mention it, I

chuckled, letting the

retrieved the design draft for Hannah’s garments from her bag, presenting it to

earlier sweetness yielded to a professional, confident air befitting a designer as she tapped the draft. “This is the design for Hannah’s

wave of emotion surged through