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

the negativity swiftly, refusing to dwell on it. What truly unsettled her was Clyde’s

needs a boost.We can’t afford to

digital platform, hoping some fresh orders might brighten her spirits. To her surprise, a potential client seemed

launched. Her spirits

what style of clothing would you

response greeted

an online celebrity agency and are interested in a

Janet replied, her fingers flying

specific requests?" The correspondent forwarded 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 the most extravagant, the bulk order

it be

"Unlikely…"

implausible

no reason they’d partner with me, especially