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.

sweet of

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

grateful seeing her husband being so thoughtful and

across from

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

served, the waiter brought a special cake

furrowed her brows

preferences; why would he order a cake in her

the flavor I ordered.

the cake you two ordered?” The waiter quickly checked the order

impatience grew that they realized the

I’m

apologized, “There was another table nearby that also ordered a cake, and both cakes were accidentally switched.

to make a scene and simply waved his hand, allowing the

detached voice

buy you

turned to see the tall,

his lips, his black eyes gleaming with