Chapter 1372 Being Haunted
The Substitute Wife: My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire
The sound of Clydeâs ireful departure gradually receded into silence.Lexi offered a remorseful
expression, admitting, "I goofed up, Boss.I let Clyde sneak past me."
Janet, weary etched across her face, eased into her chair, eyes shut as she massaged her temples.
"No harm done.Just watch out next time.Mind getting me another coffee?"
Relieved by Janetâs lack of reprimand, Lexi nodded, briskly exiting the room.
"Sure thing, Iâll grab it now."
The office ambiance settled back into tranquility.
A lengthy sigh escaped Janet.
Clydeâs intrusion had soured her previously pleasant mood. Even though she didnât buy into the idea of
Brandonâs infidelity, witnessing his closeness with another woman and the strategically angled photos
that suggested an intimate embrace, jealousy was an unavoidable sensation.
However, she wasnât one to stir up a storm over nothing.
Despite an initial pang of bitterness, she brushed off the negativity swiftly, refusing to dwell on it. What
truly unsettled her was Clydeâs audacious intrusion into her studio. Memories of the misleading photo
spoiled her mood further.
"Our studioâs security definitely needs a boost.We canât afford to let just anyone waltz in.Itâs a safety
hazard."
Murmuring to herself, Janet logged onto the companyâs digital platform, hoping some fresh orders
might brighten her spirits. To her surprise, a potential client seemed interested in placing an order. This
was no ordinary order.
Representing a company, the client was offering a business deal of a size unparalleled since Janetâs
studio launched. Her spirits lifted at the sudden good news, and she personally responded to the query.
"Hi there, what style of clothing would you like to order?"
A swift response greeted her.
âHello, we represent an online celebrity agency and are interested in a collection of formal attire for our
influencers.Can you handle that?"
"Absolutely," Janet replied, her fingers flying across the keyboard.
"What quantity do you need? Any specific requests?" The correspondent forwarded their specifications
and suggested a face-to-face meeting for further discussion. Janet was overjoyed and couldnât
suppress her smile. Even though the attire requested wasnât the most extravagant, the bulk order
compensated and promised a substantial profit margin. Yet, thinking of the Internet celebrity agencyâ¦
Janet frowned as an image of Suzanne sprung to mind.
Could it be Suzanneâs company?
"Unlikelyâ¦"
Janet shrugged off the implausible thought with a smile.
"Thereâs no reason theyâd partner with me, especially for such a large order."
As she mulled it over, she clicked open the clientâs forwarded information.But when Janet saw the
company name, she froze in disbelief.
"Star Entertainment Isnât that Suzanneâs? How could it be?"
Why would Suzanne bestow such a generous order? The mystery brewed, and a headache started to
form as she recalled the photo Clyde had shared the day before.She had previously suspected
Suzanne of meddling in Viviâs situation.
Just as she thought things had settled down, Suzanne managed to secure Larson Groupâs outsourcing
project and is now also requesting formal attire from her.
Suzanne seemed to be haunting them relentlessly like an ever-present specter.
Lexi re-entered, bearing fresh coffee, to find Janet staring anxiously at her computer.
Alarmed, Lexi inquired, "Boss, whatâs up? Youâre not looking so good.Should I dial Mr.Larson?"
Brandon had been explicit before his departure-if Janet seemed distressed or unwell, he was to be
notified without delay.