Chapter 1013
The Substitute Wife: My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire
The Substitute Wife My Poor Husband is a Billionaire
Chapter 1013 Derekâs Brother
Derek reached for his pocket and took out his phone, but didnât know who to call.
âWho are you going to call? Wilder? Or are you going to call the police?â Janet frowned.
âItâs useless.â She sighed. âOrdinary people canât solve our problem.â
âWho on earth did you offend?â Derek helplessly asked as he put his phone away. âYouâre still the
White familyâs daughter and the wife of the Larson Groupâs CEO, you know? Who would dare to hurt
you?â
At that point, he truly wanted to see who that person was.
âItâs a long storyâ¦â Janet trailed off. She went silent for a moment, but she eventually looked into
Derekâs eyes and flashed him a faint smile. âHow about this? If we survive today, Iâll tell you all about it.â
The calm look in her eyes made Derekâs eyes widen in shock.
âJanet, weâre in a runaway vehicle. What a perfect timing to make such a promise,â Derek said. He
couldnât help but feel that Janet had a lot of secrets. Shortly after, he let out a smile and joked, âItâs a
deal then. I donât want to die here anyway.â
With a bitter smile, Janet nodded. âYou better cooperate or else Iâll really leave you alone in the car.â
âAre you trying to scare me?â Derek smirked. âI can help you. If I call my brother, he can try to buy us
some time.â âIs your brother really that capable?â Janet asked, raising an eyebrow in surprise. She
doubted it, but on second thought, for someone who worked in the showbiz, Derek still had a childish
side of him, which was probably because he came from a loving family. Eventually, she shook her head
and smiled. âAnything can help us will be great.â
âHeâs not that influential, but he can at least clear the traffic for us,â Derek said as he dialed his
brotherâs number. As soon as the call connected, he said, âHey, man! The car that Iâm in is going out of
control and I need your help.â
A calm, yet powerful voice came from the phoneâs speaker, saying, âWhat trouble did you get yourself
in this time? Whatâs the carâs plate number?â
Derek patted Mesueâs shoulder. âCould you please tell me the plate number?â
After Mesue told him the plate number, Derek asked his brother for help. âYou just need to clear the
traffic and keep our car running smoothly. Can you do that for me?â Derekâs brother heaved a long sigh
before he replied âDrive in the direction of Wildepond Road. Iâll ask someone to lead the way for you.â
âThank you, so much!â Derek smiled. âDonât tell anyone else about this, okay?â
Derekâs brother sighed again and gritted his teeth. âYou little rascal! Just remember to come back safe
and sound or else Iâll tell Mom all the bad things youâve done!â âWhy are you nagging me like that? You
sound more and more like Wilder now, old man!â Derek irritably scratched his ear.
Just before he hung up the call, his brother shouted, âIâm still young, you brat!â
Janet chuckled upon hearing their interaction. She then asked Mesue to drive to Wildepond Road
according to Derekâs brotherâs instructions.
âSorry about that.â Derek let out a shy smile as he scratched the back of his head. âMy brother is kind
of stubborn.â
The drive to Wildepond Road was quite smooth. They hadnât encountered a red light at all along the
way, and when they reached Wildepond Road, they could barely see any cars around them.
Surprised, Janet looked at Derek and asked, âJust who is your brother?â
Derek proudly raised his chin. âMy brother is a hacker. Hacking into the traffic system is a piece of cake
for him. Now itâs Brandonâs turn.â
âIâll call him and ask how everything is going,â Janet replied as beads of sweat began to form on her
palms. At that moment, several black cars suddenly caught up with them and all of them had familiar
plate numbers. They were the cars that the Larson Groupâs b*odyguards usually drove.
The black cars sped up and surrounded them from both sides. Eventually, they were parallel to the car
where Janet was.