The Substitute Wife: My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

Chapter 1250 She Was So Endearing

The air in the reception room crackled with tension, drawing the worried gazes of the receptionist and assistant just outside.

Peeking in, the assistant hesitantly offered, “Mr. and Mrs. Larson, allow us to handle this.”

The receptionist, who had been quietly observing the unfolding drama, also chimed in nervously, “Yes, we’ll clean up. Please, take a break.”

Neither wanted to witness their boss clash with his wife, fearing potential fallout.

Brandon glanced at them, icily commanding, “You may leave for the day.” Relieved, the receptionist and assistant bid their farewells and hastily exited.

Janet’s fury flared as she watched them leave.

Through gritted teeth, she spat, “Brandon! They’re my employees. Why do they obey you so willingly?”

With a raised eyebrow, he replied, “I’ve paid them a portion of their salaries in advance.”

Janet was momentarily speechless. “You…”

her anger, Brandon added, “If it truly bothers you, you can

this only fueled

decision-making, feeling as if he wanted

stormed out without a backward

sigh

address on the social platform. Pulling out her phone, she angrily

to use the shop

car horn and

widened with terror as she found herself

the sight

any chance

about to collide with Janet, a strong grip yanked her

found herself enveloped by

sturdy chest shielded her as they tumbled to the ground, followed by a muffled groan beneath

you okay?” Brandon asked, concern lacing his

lucid, tears welled in Janet’s eyes. Scrambling to her feet, she anxiously inspected him for injuries. “I’m

raising his left hand. “My hand hurts. I think

panic. She choked back tears.