The Substitute Wife: My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

Clyde was just about to get in the car when a black Maybach stopped behind him all of a_ sudden, effectively blocking his way.

Frowning, he asked, “What’s your deal? Can’t you see I will have to reverse the car later? How will I move my car if you’re there?”

Even in the car, Brandon could hear the resentment oozing from Clyde’s voice.

He slowly rolled down the window, flashing an evil smile.

“Hello, Mr. Lambert.”

At the sight of Brandon, Clyde’s coffee-stained face suddenly stiffened.

“Mr… Mr. Larson?”

He didn’t expect to meet Brandon right now.

Especially not during his most awkward situation! Brandon was the last person he wanted to meet at this time! Brandon studied Clyde from head to toe before asking with a teasing smile.

“What happened to you, Mr. Lambert? Did someone throw coffee in your face?”

A grim expression settled on Clyde’s face.

he put on

business, Mr. Larson. Please drive the car away the soonest you can. I

meaning of his words or he was purposely ignoring them, because he asked in a friendly manner, “This spot is

Janet’s studio,

made Clyde’s expression

White’s studio. Mr. Larson, the decoration team you hired is not good at it. The power suddenly turned off.” Raising

opened his mouth to

talk to him anymore, so

“Let’s go,” he said.

sprayed on

How dare you!” Clyde’s roar

the studio. With sunflowers in his hand, Brandon got out of the car. A brightly lit space welcomed him as soon as he entered. No

immediately, Janet sensed Brandon’s presence and saw him walking towards her with a bouquet of flowers

smiled and

“You are here!”

designer in the world.” Brandon held

“Thank you, honey!”

giving him a big

embarrassed Clyde was, leaving with flowers in his arms, Brandon feigned ignorance and asked, “Did anyone else send

face immediately turned sour at