Chapter 447: Tiffany’s Suggestion
The Substitute Wife: My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire
âDonât belittle yourself. One canât change where they came from. Besides, rich and powerful families
didnât start out rich and powerful. Youâre a talented designer. What you need to do is to work harder.
Soon, the public will acknowledge and accept you-whether they like it or not.â Tiffany waved her hand
dismissively, Just then, the waiter came to serve black truffle, foie gras and a bottle of aged wine.
Swirling the glass of red wine in her hand, Tiffanyâs eyebrows shot up in surprise.
âThis is expensive. Is Mr. Larson paying for it?â Janet shook her head.
âMy money is mine, and his money is his. I just wanted to thank you for all of your help. I doubt Iâd be
where I am today without you.â Tiffany clinked her glass against Janetâs and smiled leisurely.
âYou donât have to do this. I didnât do much.â Sipping her wine, Tiffany nodded in satisfaction.
âBut I wonât say no to a bottle of Lafite. So, whatâs the real reason why you invited me to dinner? Ask
away.â
Rubbing her fingers, Janet smiled sheepishly.
âOkay. Well, hereâs the thing. I want to be an independent designer.â Hearing this, Tiffany pursed her red
lips.
âHas it been a year since your graduation?â
This question made Janetâs heart sink to her stomach.
âNo. It has only been ten months.â Janet was so nervous that her palms started to sweat. Generally
speaking, becoming an independent designer was no easy feat.
Except for those extremely talented, no one in their right mind would be arrogant enough to open their
own studio within a year of graduating. It was expected that they gain experience from working in a
company for a few years before going independent. Tiffany fell silent for a second.
âThatâs a little tricky. Experience is important for a designer. Plus, itâs somewhat an insult to those
experienced designers if you become a successful independent designer at such a young age.â
After a while, she smiled gently. âIf it were up to me, I wouldnât see it that way. Youâre clearly a talented
designer and Iâm sure you had a lot of ideas even back in college. But my experience tells me that itâs still
early for you to set up your own studio. What if you work for another design company to gain experience
first?â
Hearing this, Janetâs expression was complicated.
âIt seems that you have something on your mind, Janet.â Tiffany saw through her immediately.
âMr. Larson doesnât want you to work for anyone else, am I right? Thatâs so macho of him.â
âNo, itâs not that. Rather, he doesnât want me to work outside of the city. A long-distance relationship is
not for us. If I had the chance, Iâd want to go to Barnes. But Seacisco is in the south and Barnes is in the
far north. It will not be easy for us to see each other in the future,â Janet explained dejectedly.
She didnât want to be separated from Ethan, but she didnât want to be dependent on him either.
Tiffany shook her head and sighed.
âYou managed to marry a rich man yet you still have a lot of things to worry. Men are indeed the
stumbling block to a womanâs career.â
Janet was amused by her opinion. She looked at Tiffany carefully.
Tiffany was beautiful and sexy, but she always seemed to cast aside worldly desires and lived
independently. She was a tough woman. She was professional and capable and it was as though she
didnât need a man at all. Nobody knew whether she was born like this or it was because of something
she had experienced.
The two of them proceeded to have a nice dinner. Finally, it was time to say goodbye.
Before getting in the taxi, Tiffany turned around to warn Janet.
âThis is no small matter. You two had better discuss it and make things clear as soon as possible.â
âYouâre right. Iâll see what I can do. Be careful on your way back.â Janet waved goodbye to Tiffany.
When she got home, Janet was preoccupied with thoughts on how to discuss her predicament
with.Ethan.
Ethan was wearing a dark blue suit and tie, looking tall and mature. With his shiny leather shoes, he was
the epitome of a cold, meticulous CEO.
When he saw her come in, Ethan wrapped his arms around her waist and kissed her on her cheek.
âItâs good youâre back in time. Thereâs a charity party tonight. Letâs go there together.â