Chapter 1377 We Haven’t Tried It In The Office
The Substitute Wife: My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire
Ducking into the bathroom, Lexi took a breather on the toilet, tapping her chest and feeling grateful for
having barely dodged a tricky situation. She mumbied to herself, âNo wonder Sean is Mr. Larsonâs right
hand. His powers of persuasion are so strong, he nearly got me to spill the beans.â
After a momentâs thought, she decided her first move would be to text Janet and fill her in, before
pondering on whether to let Sean in on the secret.
Moments later, Janet noticed a new message from Lexi pop up on her computer screen as she worked
at her desk.
Lexi wrote, âBoss, Sean was inquinng about what occurred at the studio today that frustrated you.
Should I spill?â
Janet raised an eyebrow and let out a soft laugh, stealing a glance at Brandon, who sat by the couch,
wearing a grave expression.
She couldnât deny that Brandonâs concern had a soothing effect on her. She typed back promptly, âNo,
let me deal with this.â
Then, propping her chin on her hand, Janet shot Brandon a playful smile and said, âAre you interested
in my dayâs run-through?â
Confronted with Janetâs teasing look, Brandon felt an uncommon flush of embarrassment. However, he
denied it and retorted, âI have no idea what you mean.â
For Janet, it was a rare sight to see even a trace of embarrassment on Brandonâs usually stoic and
handsome face, which only added to her amusement. She taunted, âIf youâre curious about my day, itâs
simple. Keep me in good spirits, and Iâll share. No need to pester my little aide.â
His small slip exposed, Brandon blushed a little more, contrasting his usually impassive face.
While internally damning Sean for his ineptitude, Brandon feigned nonchalance and played along with
Janet, asking, âEven though Iâm lost, Iâm more than willing to do whatever it takes to keep you cheerful.
So, what should I do to keep you in high spirits?â
His obstinacy brought a wider smile to Janetâs face. âThatâs for you to figure out. You canât just ask
someone what makes them happy.â
A slow smile crept across Brandonâs face as he rose. He adjusted his tie elegantly and said, âThen Iâll
find my own ways to keep you cheerful.â Standing tall and upright, Brandonâs features, sharp and
distinguished, looked almost dreamy in the dying sunlight, making him a sight for sore eyes. As he
adjusted his tie, his well-defined jaw lifted slightly, accentuating the attractive bulge of his Adamâs
apple. Caught in his allure, Janet found her heart fluttering. She swallowed hard and lightly clenched
her fist. âWhat⦠What are you planning to do?â As soon as the words escaped her, Janet chided
herself. His simple move had rendered her a flustered mess, stuttering in her speech.
Brandonâs thin lips curled into a dangerous smile, his voice deep and inviting.
âWhat do you suppose? My precious wifeâ¦â
His drawn-out tone left room for interpretation, causing Janetâs breath to quicken.
He was so enticing! Such an alluring man! Brandon sauntered towards Janet, bypassing her desk and
standing right in front of her with a mischievous smile. âIâm about to do something that will cheer you
up.â
Before Janet could regain her composure, Brandon suddenly bracketed her with his arms on her chair,
looming over her.
It seemed as though Brandon was dissatisfied with their proximity. He pulled Janet closer, reducing the
distance between them.
âBrandonâ¦â Janet seemed to. grasp his intentions. She lifted her face slightly, her voice a blend of
timidity and anxiety. âThis is a workplaceâ¦â
âIsnât the office suitable?â Brandon leaned down and whispered gently into Janetâs ear, neatly tucking a
few loose strands of hair behind it. His warm breath sent heat coursing through her body. âWe havenât
tried it in the office
yet.â
âAbsolutely not!â Janet stiffened immediately, pressing her hands firmly against Brandonâs solid chest.
Her face turned a deeper shade of red. âItâs too scandalous to do it here! You mustnât fool around!â
A smile appeared on Brandonâs lips as he pulled Janetâs chair closer to him. âWell, thatâs not for you to
decide.â After saying this, Brandon steadied the chair with one hand and gently held Janetâs chin with
the other. He bent down and kissed her.