Chapter 349: A Trick
The Substitute Wife: My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire
Janet was indeed beautiful. The human traffickers had never cold someone so beautiful Janet was a
white collar worker in the city.
Clearly she had some social experience, so she wasnât as gullible as those female college students
they usually dealt with
"I donât think we can do anything to her.Besides, we donât know who she is.Itâll be suspicious if we just
walk up to her to strike up a conversation."
The human traffickers were caught in a dilemma.
Seeing that they were about to give up, Tyler replied, "Take it easy.Sheâs my niece.Sheâs not wary of
me.If Iâm around, itâll be easier to deceive her."
Thanks to his assurance, the human traffickers became hopeful.
They exchanged glances with each other, and then one of them said, "in that case, we should do this
as soon as possible.When do you think we can take action?"
Tyler walked on ahead of them, wearing a wicked smile.He had already formulated a plan.
"Letâs talk about the money first, shall we? Since sheâs my niece, I want seventy percent of the profits
you sell her for."
"Considering how youâre more than willing to sell her off, I donât think youâre that close to your
niece.You donât even flinch when you say such horrible remarks.It will take us a lot of effort and time to
sell her to a willing buyer.Why should we give you that much money?" the freckled man countered with
a grin.
âThis man is fucking horrible! Heâs even willing to sell out his relatives just to make money.That girl is so
unlucky to have an uncle like him,â the freckled man thought.
Once they were done negotiating, they decided to give Tyler sixty percent of the earnings theyâd get for
selling Janet.
Afterwards, they discussed the plan of action, and worked on their part of the plan separately.
On Saturday morning, Tyler called Janet.
"Iâm sorry about the other day, Janet.I shouldnât have put you in that position.Now that Iâve had time to
ponder on your words, I realize that it makes a lot of sense.People shouldnât rely on anyone but
themselves."
Glad that he figured it out himself, Janet replied, "Itâs nice to hear you say that.Find a stable job, so that
you can pay off your debts one day.As long as you avoid gambling and correct your bad habits, all will
be fine."
As Tyler held the phone, he nodded repeatedly and continued, "A few days ago, I scored an interview
to become a hotel security guard, but Iâve never taken part in an interview before.You work at a big
company, right? Do you mind accompanying me to the interview? Itâll give me a sense of security and
boost my confidence."
"Sure.No problem.Iâm free this weekend, anyway."
Janet was always willing to help anyone in need as long as it was something she could help with.
Aside from that, she also wanted to see what kind of job Tyler had found.
If Hannah were to ask her about it, she could tell her about his job.
That very weekend, she followed the address that Tyler sent her and wanted the address that Tyler
sent her and went to a run-down area in the city.
It was close to the suburbs, and it wasnât completely developed yet.
Some of the houses had dilapidated tile roofs, and the alleys were narrow and worn down.
At the end of the alley, Janet saw Tyler smoking.
She clutched her bag and asked, "Tyler, can you check the address again? Did we go to the wrong
place? I donât see any hotels around here."
Tyler threw the cigarette butt on the ground and crushed it underfoot.He glanced at Janet before
walking to a more remote place.
"Itâs right ahead of us.Come and have a look."
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After a moment of hesitation, she decided to follow him.
The further they walked, the more she began to suspect that there was no hotel in this remote area.
And even if there were, she wondered why they would need to recruit security guards and have such
formal interviews.
Soon, they walked out of the alley. On both sides of the alley were dilapidated residential buildings.
A crow flew over Janetâs head and perched on a branch.
While staring at the crow, Tyler cursed, "What a fucking bitch."
Janet was taken aback, wary of any danger and shuddering all over.She wanted to say something, but
a black van came barreling towards her.