The Substitute Wife: My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

Chapter 1247 Don’t You Trust Her

Clyde’s frown deepened, betraying his displeasure as he turned to Brandon. “Well, does Mr. Larson have any more enlightening suggestions?” he inquired.

With his arms crossed, Brandon elevated his chin and uttered in a hushed tone, “The essence of fashion design lies within the creation, not the creator. A designer’s allure to clients hinges on their prowess. Janet possesses that skill. She doesn’t require excessive self-promotion.”

The retort came swiftly. “It’s called establishing a personal brand, Mr. Larson. Haven’t you grasped that yet?”

Dismissing the comment with an indifferent glance, Brandon countered, “Janet’s lineage is evident to all. Exaggerating her self-promotion will only divert public attention towards her background, overshadowing her talents and inciting scrutiny.”

With a sneer, Clyde challenged, “I believe Miss White can disperse any negative rumors with her abilities. As her husband, don’t you trust her strength?”

His words were a transparent attempt to drive a wedge between the couple.

A fierce glint flashed in Brandon’s eyes, barely masking the simmering anger. “Janet is my wife. I comprehend her nature better than you could, and I’m more devoted to protecting her than you are.”

Defiant, Clyde locked gazes with Brandon. “Then Mr. Larson should also have faith in Miss White.”

to end the dispute, Brandon’s eyes softened as they

awaited

Janet lapsed

offered an apologetic smile to Clyde. “I’m sorry, Mr. Lambert,

Clyde argued, “Given Miss

my personal studio is a recent endeavor. I’m essentially a novice in the industry. That’s why I prefer not to

though his disappointment

let’s proceed

particulars, Clyde, unable to stomach the couple’s affectionate exchanges any longer, excused

departed, Brandon arched an eyebrow and flashed a provocative grin. Clyde’s fists clenched in

the way home, Janet recalled the earlier

Brandon replied, “Why would I envy a man who pales in comparison to me on

“Conceited,” Janet chuckled.

the window, she suddenly felt disoriented by the unfamiliar landscape. Puzzled, she inquired,

Brandon assured her, “You’ll