Chapter 463: Fashion Party
The Substitute Wife: My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire
When Janet saw the invitation Johanna had handed to her with her own eyes, she had no choice but to
admit that her mother was indeed a decisive person.
âMrs. White, to be honest, I havenât yet decided whether Iâll be working in Barnes or not.â
Holding the invitation in her hand, Janet didnât know whether to laugh or cry in response. After all, she
had to take a lot of people into consideration, especially Hannah and Ethan.
Johanna had her own master plan. She secretly hoped that Janet would stay with her in Barnes for the
rest of her life. Besides, the White family was wealthy enough to support Janet. However, judging by
the reluctance on Janetâs face, Johanna surmised that she must have been thinking about Brandon,
the man in Seasisco. He was a good-looking fellow, but Johanna wasnât fond of him at all.
âI didnât say that you have to work in Barnes, but it would be good for you to expand your connections.
Barnes may not be as fashionable as Seasisco, but itâs a developed city with a healthy ecosystem of
experienced designers to learn and gain knowledge from.â Johanna showed a gentle smile on her
face.
Unwilling to disappoint Johanna, Janet eventually agreed to attend the party.
At the party, Janet followed Johanna around the hall, meeting all the big shots from the fashion circles
because she wasnât quite familiar with the designers in Barnes.
âThis is Mr. Smith. He is the chief designer of the project of redefining womenâs clothing that has been
popular all over the country recently.â
Johanna was elegant and unhurried, while Janet complimented her with her gracious and refined
temperament. Lila was looking for an opportunity to humiliate Janet. Since she used to rub shoulders
with Barnesâ upper class, Lila had several friends at this party. Mostly daughters from rich families who
had graduated from famous design schools abroad.
âMom, Janet has just graduated. Donât you think itâs too soon for her to talk with these experienced
designers who have been in the fashion industry for decades?â Lila whispered to Johanna.
Lila pretended to be concerned, but deep down inside, she was just waiting for Janet to make a fool of
herself and get laughed at by these famous designers. After all, in her opinion, Janet was just a novice,
unworthy of public appreciation. Perhaps then Johanna would come to regret bringing Janet to this
party in the first place.
âI trust her,â said Johanna calmly and firmly. Lilaâs heart sank almost immediately.
After all, Johanna had never talked about her with such pride and certainty. That realization irked her
even more. Mr. Smith, the renowned designer, was a very arrogant man who despised people who
tried to win him over with flatteries.
If it werenât for Johanna, he wouldnât have spoken to Janet, but after spending a few minutes with her in
conversation, he realized that Janet had a profound passion for designing, âI remember seeing your
work at Seasisco Fashion Week not too long ago.â
âI am honored and delighted to hear that. After all, Iâm just a newcomer with still so much to learn,â
Janet answered in a natural manner.
âThe smooth fabric was a good choice. It emulated the fluidity of the wind, incisively and vividly.â Mr.
Smith raised his eyebrows and clinked glasses with Janet. suddenly, all eyes were on Mr. Smith and
Janet. As they became the focus of the party, everyone walked and joined them in conversation,
Meanwhile, standing in the corner with her fists clenched in anger, Lila watched in awe as she didnât
expect things to work out so nicely for Janet.
How could this be? How?
It looked like Janet had all the famous designers, the chief editors of various fashion magazines, and
the founders of brands eating from the palm of her hand, Lila gritted her teeth to stop herself from
screaming. Janet was thriving amongst all the talented people around her and yet Lila couldnât even
understand what they were talking about.
With pride in her eyes, Johanna said, âWhen I see Janet, I feel like I am looking at my younger self.â
Lila felt bitter in her heart. It suddenly dawned upon her that she wasnât as good as Janet. Everything
about her was superficial, but Janet had real ability and talent. Janet wasnât intimidated by all those big
shots and was actually wise enough to control the whole conversation. Janet was a quiet woman who
didnât talk much, but she could express her ideas brilliantly when it came to something she was good
at.
Lila was utterly disconsolate.She also noticed one more important detail.
In the past, handsome men would flock to her since she was the daughter of the White family, but
tonight, there wasnât a single man who came up to talk to her.