The Substitute Wife: My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

Watching Lexi vanish into the distance, Janet couldn’t help but pout, “Why did she run away so fast?”

With his arm around her shoulder, Brandon gently said, “As a boss, you shouldn’t make your assistant work overtime on opening day. Let’s head back; the client isn’t going anywhere.”

Janet sighed, feeling helpless since Lexi had already left and she couldn’t investigate further.

“I guess things have to be left as they are. I’ll look into it tomorrow.” Brandon smiled and led her to the car.

With her chin propped up, she gazed out the window, contemplating how to address Carly’s issue.

It wasn’t until the car stopped and she saw the unfamiliar scenery outside that she realized something was off.

“Aren’t we supposed to be going home? Where are we?”

Grinning, Brandon revealed, “Today’s the first day your studio is open. I booked a table at your favorite restaurant to celebrate your business’s successful launch.”

As he spoke, he exited the car and gallantly opened the door for Janet, extending his hand to help her out.

Janet smiled and took Brandon’s hand.

so sweet of

restaurant to prepare Janet’s favorite dishes, and once they were seated, the waiter brought the food to the table one by

seeing her husband being so

at the handsome man across from her and said affectionately, “Thank you,

wine for Janet and gently replied, “You don’t have to

served, the waiter brought

furrowed her brows and asked,

her preferences; why would he order a cake in her least

the flavor I ordered. Did you bring

ordered?” The waiter quickly

wasn’t until Brandon’s impatience grew that they realized the cake was indeed meant for another

sorry! I’m really

ordered a cake, and both

a scene and simply waved his hand, allowing the

detached

already ate your cake. I’ll buy you a new one to make up for

to see the

them with a smile on his