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…”

you, you can repay me once the studio turns a

this only

unilateral decision-making, feeling as if he wanted

then stormed out without a backward

only sigh and

changed the address on the social platform. Pulling out

to use the shop

in her task, Janet was startled by a car horn and heard a man shouting, “Get out of the

her eyes widened with terror as she found herself

yearned to evade the imminent danger, the sight

away any chance to react in

about to collide with Janet, a strong grip

enveloped by Brandon’s

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

Brandon asked, concern lacing

Janet’s eyes. Scrambling to her feet, she anxiously inspected

Brandon winced, raising his left hand. “My hand hurts.

panic. She choked back