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

she brushed off the negativity swiftly, refusing to dwell on it. What truly unsettled

security definitely needs a boost.We can’t afford to let just anyone

brighten her spirits.

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

there, what style of clothing would you like to

response

and are interested in a collection of

replied, her fingers flying across

a face-to-face meeting for further discussion. Janet was overjoyed and couldn’t suppress her smile. Even though the attire requested wasn’t the most extravagant, the bulk order compensated and promised a substantial

be

"Unlikely…"

shrugged off the implausible

reason they’d partner with me, especially for such a large