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 a

car away the soonest you

the meaning of his words or he was purposely ignoring them, because he asked in a

to visit Janet’s studio,

offer made Clyde’s

“No thanks. I just came out from there. I heard that you helped prepare Miss White’s studio. Mr. Larson, the decoration team you hired is not good at it.

had already opened his mouth to complain some more, but Brandon had

talk to him anymore, so he waved his

“Let’s go,” he said.

sprayed on Clyde’s face. If a car could be arrogant, it was

Larson! 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 trace of

Janet sensed Brandon’s presence and saw him walking towards her

and pounced on

“You are here!”

on opening your studio! I wish you become the best designer in the world.” Brandon held the flowers up and presented them to Janet with

“Thank you, honey!”

before giving him a big

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

turned sour