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.

put on

none of your business, Mr. Larson. Please drive the car away the soonest you can.

didn’t understand the meaning of his words or he was purposely ignoring them, because he asked

perhaps want to visit Janet’s studio,

offer made Clyde’s

studio. Mr. Larson, the decoration team you hired is not good at it. The power suddenly turned off.” Raising his eyebrows, Brandon

Clyde had already opened his mouth to complain some

didn’t want to talk to him anymore, so he waved his hand

“Let’s go,” he said.

the air as the Maybach drove away. The exhaust sprayed on Clyde’s face. If a car could be arrogant, it

you!” Clyde’s

the studio. With sunflowers in his hand, Brandon got out of the car. A brightly lit space welcomed him

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

smiled and pounced on

“You are here!”

I wish you become the best designer in the world.” Brandon

“Thank you, honey!”

before giving him a big kiss

with flowers in his arms, Brandon feigned ignorance and asked, “Did anyone else send you some flowers

turned sour at the mention of