The Substitute Wife: My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

The sound of Clyde’s ireful departure gradually receded into silence.Lexi offered a remorseful expression, admitting, "I goofed up, Boss.I let Clyde sneak past me."

Janet, weary etched across her face, eased into her chair, eyes shut as she massaged her temples.

"No harm done.Just watch out next time.Mind getting me another coffee?"

Relieved by Janet’s lack of reprimand, Lexi nodded, briskly exiting the room.

"Sure thing, I’ll grab it now."

The office ambiance settled back into tranquility.

A lengthy sigh escaped Janet.

Clyde’s intrusion had soured her previously pleasant mood. Even though she didn’t buy into the idea of Brandon’s infidelity, witnessing his closeness with another woman and the strategically angled photos that suggested an intimate embrace, jealousy was an unavoidable sensation.

stir up a storm

truly unsettled her was Clyde’s audacious intrusion into her studio. Memories of the misleading photo

boost.We can’t afford to let just anyone waltz in.It’s

logged onto the company’s digital platform, hoping some fresh orders might brighten her spirits. To her surprise, a potential client seemed interested in placing an order. This was

since Janet’s studio launched. Her spirits lifted at the sudden good

would you like

swift response

celebrity agency and are interested in a collection of formal

fingers flying

their specifications and suggested a face-to-face meeting for further discussion. Janet was overjoyed and couldn’t suppress her smile. Even though the attire requested wasn’t

be Suzanne’s

"Unlikely…"

off the implausible thought

partner with me, especially for