The Substitute Wife: My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

Chapter 1273 A Call From Hannah.

Janet batted her eyelashes innocently.

“Then who else should I have gone with? Clyde?”

“Absolutely not!”

Brandon snatched the ticket and examined it.

“Why do you want to bring me, though? I thought you’d take one of your designer friends, like Elizabeth.”

Grinning, Janet replied, “Elizabeth already knew about this art exhibition, and she had asked Frank to get her a ticket a while ago.”

“But if Clyde hadn’t given you the ticket today, how were you planning to go?”

Brandon was puzzled.

With a pout, Janet admitted, “I was still hesitating whether to attend or not.”

Annoyed, Brandon furrowed his brow.

“What’s there to hesitate about? As long as you’re interested, I can secure tickets for you. While art exhibitions aren’t the Larson Group’s specialty, I have significant clout with people across various industries in Barnes. Rest assured, I can acquire as many tickets as you need.”

Janet chuckled at Brandon’s’ endearing competitiveness.

the best. It’s just that the studio has been keeping me incredibly busy lately, leaving me with little desire to attend an art exhibition. That’s what made me hesitant. But now that Clyde has sent the tickets, I can’t think of

Janet suggested.

words, Brandon’s expression

shook

a date with me? Moreover, I can help you expand your knowledge of art. That way, you’ll be better prepared to work as my assistant if you lose the

with a sly smile gracing

Brandon narrowed his eyes, a hint of mischief gleaming

tried that

Janet said, “What do you mean? Haven’t you

smile, Brandon teased, “You’ll find out when we get

voice lingered, akin to a feather teasing Janet’s

of foreboding welled up

home, Janet finally grasped what his

pinned Janet against the sofa, his

want a lesson

cheeks flushed

tried to push the man off her,

I’m a real teacher! Show

earlobe, his sultry

know, you are my art teacher. But body art is also a type of art. Teach me, Ms. White,” he

knees weaken beneath Brandon’s intoxicating touch, a

they were consumed by passion and on the brink of heading to

some clarity and pressed her hand against