Chapter 1366 The Tide Was Turning
The Substitute Wife: My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire
At an exclusive club nestled in the heart of Barnes, Suzanne leisurely drained the last drops of her
vintage wine, her glass meeting the table with an assertive thud.
Across the table, Jeremyâs eyebrows perked up in surprise, a playful chuckle escaping him.
"Why the hostility?" Suzanneâs grip tightened around the glass, fury igniting her features.
Her muscles bulged subtly under her delicate skin.
"Is Brandon even a man? Iâve practically waved the âIâm interestedâ flag, yet heâs blind to it; he never
even glanced in my direction!"
This all started a few days back when she had visited Larson Group for a pre-bid conference.She had
gone to the extent of mirroring Janetâs style, investing her time and effort to charm Brandon. But the
irony was, Brandon was nowhere to be seen at the conference.
Through the grapevine of Larson Groupâs employees, she discovered that Brandon found such bidding
events beneath him.
Just when Suzanne, seething with frustration, was on her way out, there was Brandon, right at the
doorway.
This was the chance of a lifetime, and she wasnât about to let it slip away. Once she was sure her outfit
and makeup were impeccable, she approached Brandon, feigning surprise, saying, "Mr.Larson, what a
serendipity!" Her face lit up, her voice dripping with faux amazement.
"I didnât see you at the conference.Just when I thought I wouldnât catch a glimpse of you, here you are
at the door.Such a surprise!" But Brandon was visibly indifferent.
"Do I know you?" Her smile faltered momentarily, but she regained her composure.
"Forgotten me already? Iâm Suzanne Duncan, the CEO of Star Entertainment." Brandonâs stony
expression remained unchanged, showing no recognition. Exhaling deeply, Suzanne patiently
elaborated, "Iâm Viviâs boss."
At that point, Brandon seemed to recall her existence.
His response, however, remained frosty.
"Whatâs your point?"
Suzanne had to swallow her nosing anger at Brandonâs icy demeanor.
Keeping Jeremyâs strategy in mind, she pasted on a smile and advanced, the curve of her bosom
emphasized deliberately. "Mr.Larson, am I unworthy of a mere greeting when Iâm not asking for
favors?"
Her voice was seductive, and her body nearly brushed against Brandonâs when she stumbled. Brandon
recoiled, his face a mask of disgust, and walked away without a second glance. As his dismissive
figure receded, Suzanneâs foot hit the floor in frustration. She had often found success with her
seductive maneuvers, but shockingly, Brandon didnât bat an eyelid. As Suzanne narrated her
encounter, Jeremy scrutinized her, a trace of contempt in his gaze.Despite the leaps in plastic surgery,
and Suzanneâs commendable results, her beauty wasnât organic.
It lacked a certain natural charm. Having been around a myriad of stunning women, it was no surprise
Brandon turned his nose up at artificial beauties like Suzanne. But now, the tide was turning.
With a smug smile on his lips, Jeremyâs fingers drummed on the table.
"Recently, Janet was diagnosed with an infertility problem."
Suzanne blinked, her eyes sparkling with newfound hope.
"Truly? Sheâs barren?"
A wicked grin adorned Jeremyâs face as he nodded.
"This is our golden ticket.If you can bear Brandonâs child, you will have a clear path to the wealth and
status you desire.The child could potentially drive a wedge between him and the Whites too, killing two
birds with one stone."
Moreover, he could exploit the situation to incite turmoil within the Larson Group.
Once Brandonâs sway diminished, he could swoop in and claim the CEO title.
As for the child⦠Naturally, he wouldnât spare Brandonâs offspring.
The child would serve as his guinea pig, enduring agonizing tests daily until they begged for mercy!