Chapter 1281 becoming Her Assistant
The Substitute Wife: My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire
âOh? Is that right?â Brandon asked as he lowered his head to look at his attire. He raised an eyebrow
teasingly and continued, âThen, my dear one-day boss, how do you think I should dress up?â Janet
frowned and said seriously, âWhat kind of assistant can afford such luxurious clothing? I can rent my
studio for half a year with this outfit!â
Janet circled Brandon, scrutinizing his outfit while shaking her head disapprovingly. âAnd I can even
buy two studios with your watch alone! With this extravagant get-up, how can I possibly order you
around later?â she said in exasperation.
Brandon laughed and asked, âSo, what should I wear to fit my role as an assistant?â
Janet rubbed her chin and pondered for a few seconds. Suddenly, her eyes lit up, and she pulled
Brandon to the closet. She made him change into the cheapest clothes she could find and purposely
messed up his hair to make him look a bit unkempt. However, no matter what he wore, Brandon still
had an aristocratic air around him, like a nobleman from a painting. Even his slightly messy hair
seemed to be a natural part of his charm.
While having a handsome husband was something to be proud of, Janet felt helpless.
She looked more like the assistant in comparison.
After making Brandon try many different outfits, Janet finally gave up. She realized she couldnât hide
his elegance and sophistication no matter how he dressed.
âForget it. Just drive me to work, my noble assistant!â Janet said through her gritted teeth.
In the studio, Janet sat arrogantly in the bossâs chair while looking at Brandon standing in front of her.
Somehow, she felt a strange sense of satisfaction sweeping over her heart.
Although the process wasnât pleasant, Janet felt her frustration disappear when she saw Brandon
transform into her assistant, serving her.
âBrandon,â Janet said after clearing her throat. She smiled and continued, âHave I made myself clear
about the things you need to do? Donât forget to go through the documents on the desk. We have some
clients coming later, so make sure you entertain them.â Brandon nodded emotionlessly and went out
with the documents.
Watching Brandon leave, Janet was unconsciously grinning from ear to ear.
The feeling of having a high and mighty CEO work for her was just too satisfying! 1
However, her satisfaction was only temporary. Janet waited and waited in the office, but her
appointment never arrived.
Janet felt something was wrong.
She hurriedly went out to check on the situation.
Suddenly, her lips twitched, and she was speechless when she saw the way Brandon was attending to
a client.
His face was expressionless as he spoke, and the client looked a bit flustered being next his
intimidating and cold aura.
Janet quickly caught Brandonâs eyes and signaled to make him smile.
An assistant shouldnât treat clients with such a cold and distant attitude!
Receiving the hint from his âbossâ, Brandon forced out a stiff smile.
His smile was so fake and insincere. It made him look anything but friendly.
The client looked even more flustered when he saw Brandonâs smile. He chuckled awkwardly before
making up some excuse to flee.
Witnessing the clientâs hasty escape, Janet was fuming. âAssistant Larson, is this how you treat our
clients?â she snapped. Brandon blinked innocently and defended himself, âIsnât this how you welcome
clients? He asked me a question earlier, and ] patiently answered. You told me to smile, and I did!â
He wasnât wrong, so Janet had no reason to refute him.
She could only take a deep breath to calm herself down before asking, âWas he the only client we have
scheduled for today?â Brandon shook his head. âThere were two more who came,â he replied.
Pursing her lips, she asked, âThen where are they? Did you scare them off too?â
A rare resentful expression appeared on Brandonâs face as he replied righteously, âThey said ] looked
like Brandon Larson and even asked for my contact information. Of course, I canât go easy on the
women who try to flirt with me.â
Brandonâs argument made Janet both exasperated and frustrated. She couldnât help heaving a sign.