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.

wasn’t one to stir up a

she brushed off the negativity swiftly, refusing to dwell on it. What truly unsettled her was Clyde’s audacious intrusion into

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

brighten her spirits. To her surprise, a potential client seemed interested in placing an order. This was no

studio launched.

clothing would you

swift response

celebrity agency and are interested in a collection

replied, her fingers flying across the

her smile. Even though the attire requested wasn’t the most extravagant, the bulk order compensated and promised a substantial profit margin. Yet, thinking of the Internet celebrity agency… Janet frowned as an

be

"Unlikely…"

the implausible thought with a

no reason they’d partner with me, especially for such a large