Chapter 1033
The Substitute Wife: My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire
The Substitute Wife My Poor Husband is a Billionaire
Chapter 1033 New Challenges
âWhatâs the mean of this?â Brandon asked with a blank look.
Garrett cleared his throat and sheepishly scratched his head. âSo hereâs the thing. The Harding Group
finished recruitment just a few days ago. The candidates werenât exactly suitable for the Harding
Group, but I think they will fit in the Larson Group nicely. I suggested for them to apply for an interview
with your company, and those youngsters were also keen on the idea. I wanted to recommend them
directly to you. Of course, Iâll gladly vouch for their eligibility.â
Brandon glanced at the list of names, his eyes narrowing. These people were quite famous, being the
most popular newcomers in the industry.
A faint smile touched his lips. âIâll take this list for review,â he said somewhat cautiously. âIâll consider
your recommendation.â
Garrett always had a good eye for people. As such, he rarely recognized someone to be truly gifted, no
matter how famous they were. Once he did, it only meant that person was truly remarkable.
âAh, youâre willing to give it a shot?â Garrett looked relieved. In truth, he had been afraid that Brandon
would take his gesture in a bad light and reject the offer. Brandon only nodded casually.
Garrett grabbed a chair and gingerly sat in front of Brandon. He rubbed his palms against his trousers,
hesitating for a moment before speaking again. âI didnât really expect you would accept it. You didnât
trust me before, after all.â
He hadnât forgotten how Charis had driven a wedge between him and Brandon.
âNonsense. Itâs been so long; why are you still hung up about that? Youâre going to be a father soon.
You should stop being so narrow-minded.â Brandon folded the list and tucked it inside his pocket. âI do
remember how youâve contributed to the development of the Larson Group these last two years.â
âDo you really remember?â Garrett asked, his voice thick with emotion.
Janet had mentioned that Brandon was slowly recovering his memories, but he didnât let himself
believe it.
Now that Brandon had said so himself, a wave of relief washed over him.
The Brandon he knew and admired, the friend who had worked hard alongside him, was finally coming
back.
The two men stared at each other, and the tension gradually eased as they both broke into a smile.
Even so, they couldnât put their feelings into words. They could only look at each other in embarrassed
silence.
Garrett stood and walked around the ward, his eyes darting toward the door. âI wonder why our wives
arenât back yet.â
Brandon glanced at him and raised an eyebrow. âTheyâve only been out for a few minutes. They
shouldnât be back for quite some time.â
Meanwhile, at the cafe, the dessert and beverages that Janet had ordered were just being served.
âHere, try this,â she said to Laney. âThis is their new specialty.â
It was a small red velvet cake decorated with a chocolate bow. For their drinks, they had each ordered
an oat milk latte.
Laney cut a corner of the cake and put it in her mouth. âOh, itâs divine.â
She took a couple more bites in less than a minute. Laney had grown fond of sweet things lately.
âIâm happy you like it. Iâll have the waiter pack a few boxes to go, so you can take some home.â Janet
immediately waved the waiter over and asked him to pack up a slice of every cake they had in the
store.
âBut will Vera be okay with you eating so many desserts?â Janet asked belatedly.
Laney paused and said, âSince Garrett and I already moved out, his mother can no longer comment on
how I spend my days. Although, she has been coming to our house more often lately. Sheâs probably
planning to persuade us to move back. She kept crying and whining to Garrett, and even had someone
follow us.â
âWhat? This is too much!â Janet was worried about her friend. She had initially thought that once Laney
left the
Harding residence, she and Garrett would have an easier life. Instead, however, it seemed that Laney
was facing a new set of challenges altogether.
Laney sighed mournfully. She pressed her lips together and glanced pointedly behind her. âSee those
people two tables away? Vera hired them to trail me. She thought that I wouldnât notice if she changed
the spies every two days.â
Janet could tell that Laney felt helpless about the situation.
âMaybe if I hadnât worked as a b*odyguard before, I would never have noticed at all. I may not be able
to move as quickly as I used to, but my senses are just as sharp as before. What kind of professional
b*odyguard would I be if I lost my skills just because Iâm pregnant? Alas, Iâm afraid I have no choice but
to put up with it.â
âYou canât put up with it forever,â Janet said, frowning. âAre you going to tolerate Veraâs antics for the
rest of your life?â