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

Janet’s favorite dishes, and once they were seated, the

grateful seeing her husband being so thoughtful

across from her and

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

served, the waiter brought a special cake

seeing the cake, Janet furrowed her brows and asked, “Why is the cake this

why would he order a cake in her least

I ordered. Did you bring

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

impatience grew that they realized the cake was indeed meant for

sorry! I’m really

waiter hastily apologized, “There was another table nearby that also ordered a cake, and both cakes were accidentally switched. I’ll go and get

waved his hand, allowing the waiter to

detached

cake. I’ll buy you a new one to

Janet and Brandon turned to

approached them with a smile on his lips, his black eyes