The Substitute Wife: My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

“Check this out!” Laney handed her phone to Teresa, her eyes sparkling. “Aren’t Janet’s designs stunning?”

Teresa grinned, glancing at the screen. “Absolutely. You’re beaming like you created them yourself.”

Laney’s smile widened. “She’s my close friend, and I couldn’t be happier for her success. Her designs are incredible, and I’m sure she’ll become a renowned designer with pricier commissions in the future.”

Despite her excitement, Teresa noticed a hint of envy in Laney’s eyes as she continued to praise Janet. It was evident that Laney admired her friend’s thriving career.

Noticing this, Teresa sighed, her expression turning somber. “You once had a great career, Laney. You were the most famous female security guard in the industry. It’s a shame that you got married, and then we never heard from you again.”

Laney’s smile faltered. “Is that so?”

Teresa shook her head. “I thought you’d given up your career as a bodyguard to become a wealthy housewife.”

Laney’s face as she shook her head. “I don’t want to return to being a puppet for

that period of time, Laney felt like a soulless doll, subject

mere thought suffocated her. Understanding Laney’s pain, Teresa patted her shoulder. “The past is behind

brightened a little. “I’m grateful for my job at your company now. It’s exhausting, but I’m finally living life on my terms.”

they spoke, Teresa’s tone grew serious. “Actually, I have another

“What is it?

our company’s consultant, training our

the security industry

doubted her ability to perform her old

physical fitness had declined. Her daughter, Anya, was still young and needed her. She feared she wouldn’t have the time

the room just in time to catch

Laney’s concerns, he reassured her, “You don’t need