The Substitute Wife: My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

Janet felt a warm surge in her heart, a testament to Derek’s relentless faith in her.

Her lips pressed together, forming a thin line before she expressed her gratitude, “I appreciate this, Derek. Truly.”

A light chuckle escaped Derek’s lips as he cheekily retorted, “Well, you’ve seen how kind lam, haven’t you? Fancy having me lend my superior business skills to your cause? Perhaps I could turn your studio’s fortunes around in no time!” Yet, Janet shook her head with a soft, solemn resolve. “I wouldn’t want to drag you into this mess or stir up any unwarranted controversy. Let’s wait for the clouds to pass before discussing any form of partnership. It’d be in our best interest.”

His hopes visibly dashed, Derek voiced his disappointment,

“You never cease to push me away, dismissing my good intentions. You fail to recognize a good heart when you see one…”

His downcast demeanor, mirroring that of a puppy denied a treat, sparked laughter from Janet. “Alnght, don’t overthink it. I’m just looking out for you.”

for me? Who do you think you are, my mother? Clearly, you don’t understand the value of

grumbles, Janet found her melancholy beginning to lift. She managed a smile and reassured him, “Once the tempest calms, I promise I’ll rope you in immediately. How

retorted, “Like I care!” Right then, Gilda,

too much of a public figure, and this incident has garnered far too much attention. It’s not

far better suited for this. I’ve got a

the air, she turned to Janet, her eyes alight with a friendly sparkle. “If you ever

with an eager glow at Gilda’s proposition. Gilda’s sense of style had always resonated with hers, in harmony with her own design ethos. In fact, Gilda was the one she initially thought of collaborating with. But the offer coming from Gilda herself was an unexpected

thought crossed Janet’s mind than she yearned to delve into collaboration details with Gilda. However, Derek,

to spite me, Gilda?” Derek cut in, his voice