Chapter 1138
The Substitute Wife: My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire
The Substitute Wife: My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire
Chapter 1138 Leave The W Marks Studio
Mandy strutted towards Janet in her towering three-inch high heels. âThereâs something Iâve been dying
to ask you, Janet,â she asked with her red lips curved up in a sly smile. Elizabeth stood in front of
Janet, her eyes filled with hostility. âSheâs already off duty. Why ask her nowâ
Mandy raised her eyebrows and smiled, âIâm not asking you to stay as well. Why do you seem so
anxious?â
Janet tugged at Elizabethâs sleeve and gestured toward the stairs. âFrank is waiting for you downstairs.
You should go now.â
âAre you sure you can handle thisâ Elizabeth worriedly whispered in Janetâs ear.
âDonât worry about me. Now, go.â Janet watched Elizabethâs figure disappear into the distance before
turning to face Mandy. With a faint smile, she gestured toward the office and said, âShall we go inside?â
Mandy looked around expressionlessly and replied, âLetâs talk here. I wonât be long.â
Janet merely nodded as a response. âWhen are you going to leave W Marks Studio? My project with
Draco is about to start,â Mandy said without beating around the bush.
âWhere would I go?â Janet retorted with a confused expression and a helpless smile
Mandy burst into laughter and condescendingly scanned Janet from head to toe. âDonât tell me youâre
content with using Dracoâs resources forever? Surely, you must have some ambition of your own. Or
are you just happy being a parasite?â
It was not until then that Janet understood what Mandy wanted to talk to her about. âI see what youâre
saying now. The thing is, I havenât thought Iâd have the opportunity to branch out on my own so soon.
And Mr. Wesley did mention that I could give it a shot under my own name for the time being.â What
Mandy had said made sense, though. If Janet were to become an independent designer, she could not
continue meeting clients at the W Marks Studio without directly affecting Dracoâs business. It was
inevitable that she would have to move out.
Now that Janet thought at it, it seemed that she had to choose a suitable place of her own soon. In
Mandyâs eyes, she must look like a fool.
Mandy lifted her chin and suddenly let out a sardonic laugh. âArenât your husband and parents going to
lend you a hand,â she quipped.
Mandy believed that Janet should make the most of her strong background. With the White family as
her backing, she had access to a vast network of connections in Barnes. Not to mention, Brandon was
a rising business tycoon in recent years and also one of Janetâs backers. With the support of these two
powerful forces, Janetâs career could skyrocket.
Janet erupted into laughter. If Mandy had not brought them up, she never would even have thought of
that. âI should rely on myself and my own abilities for my career. Itâs not fair to depend on my familyâs
connections,â she calmly said without blinking.
Mandy was at a loss for words, and there was an inexplicable expression on her face. She opened her
mouth to say something but thought better of it. Instead, she fished out her calling card from her wallet
and handed it to Janet. âNever mind. Weâre colleagues, after all. Hereâs my card. If you ever need any
help, donât hesitate to ask. Iâll help you find a new place when Iâm free. Remember, you have to move
out of the W Marks as soon as possible.â
Janet blinked and looked at Mandy with a confused expression She had not expected that despite
Mandyâs bad temper, she could also be surprisingly helpful.
Before she could even thank Mandy, she heard a distinct sound of a car behind her.
The limited-edition Bentley was undoubtedly the epitome of luxury cars. Even the sound of its exhaust
was deep and resonant, a testament to its power and prestige.
Janet turned around and saw Brandon open the car door and step out. His eyes held a casual
expression, and his downturned lips made him look so dignified.
âSorry for being late. There was an emergency meeting just nowâ Brandon took Janetâs handbag and
looked at her confusedly. âWhatâs this?â
It was not until then that Janet came to her senses. She did not notice that she had given the calling
card to Brandon. âOh. itâs Miss Hamiltonâs name card She said sheâd help me choose a suitable place
for my own studio.â
Without sparing a glance at the calling card, Brandon returned it to Mandy and said. âMy wife can easily
get whichever land she wants. She doesnât need othersâ help.â
Mandy met his cold eyes, and his powerful aura shut her up Brandonâs temperament was different from
that of Draco Mandy unconsciously took her card back as if she was under a trance.
Brandon clasped his hands and then put them back into his coat pockets. With a serious look in his
eyes, he turned to Janet and coldly asked, âWhy havenât I heard that youâre looking for a place of your
own.â
âIt was just a spur-of-the-moment decision,â Janet replied with her neck craned in embarrassment. In all
honesty, if Mandy had not brought it up earlier, Janet would not have even thought about it
With that, Brandon opened the back door and glanced at Janet. âIf you say so Now get in the car.â
As soon as they got into the car, the silver Bentley sped away and disappeared from the corner of the
street.
âDamn it!â Mandy glanced down at the calling card in her hand, suddenly realizing that Brandon and
Janet had made a fool out of her just moments ago.
She could not help but stamp her feet in anger and frustration. Why did she not refute Brandonâs
words.
âMandy, who upset you?â Draco stood beside Mandy and looked in the direction where she was staring
angrily.