The Substitute Wife: My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire
Chapter 1125

Chapter 1125

Chapter 1125 Mr. L

When Janet recognized the voice, she pivoted on her heel and cast an icy stare upon Brandon. “Whatbrings you here?”

Brandon’s domineering and unruly demeanor was accentuated by his black shirt and suit, while hisdeep eyes exuded malice.

Janet averted her gaze from Brandon’s eyes, knowing all too well that she had been dodging him forthe past few days, yet he persisted in following her closely.

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“What brings you here during office hours?” Brandon approached them, his eyes falling upon Clydewith an unfriendly glare.

“I am here on business. A client requested that 1 meet him at this cafe,” Janet replied with a frigid starein her eyes. Walking past Brandon, she made her way toward the waiter, intent on borrowing a hairdryer.

“Hold on a moment!” Brandon seized her arm and pulled her back with a scowl. “Have you made amistake here and mistaken him for your client?”

How was Brandon aware of that? Janet’s eyes were filled with bewildered expressions as she asked,“How did you come to that conclusion?”

Disregarding her inquiry. Brandon cast a cold glance in Clyde’s direction and demanded, “What are youdoing here, posing as Janet’s client?”

Clyde was left speechless by the question. He ran a hand through his hair and spoke in a soft andrefined tone, “Mr. Larson, I suggest you investigate the matter thoroughly before questioning me. It wassimply a misinterpretation.”

“There is no need to look into anything. I saw everything clearly just moments ago,” Brandon narrowedhis eyes at Clyde. “You had better start telling me the truth…”

Just as Brandon was about to continue speaking, Janet cut in abruptly.

“You really messed up, Brandon. Elizabeth can vouch for me. My error led to the confusion, and thisgentleman had no part in it.” Janet interjected Brandon firmly and gave him a blank stare.

When she finished speaking, Janet was drawn to the bouquet of bright red tulips that Brandon held inhis arm.

A slight change flickered across Janet’s countenance as she pursed her lips, instantly comprehendingeverything.

“It all makes sense now. That’s why you knew he wasn’t my client!” Janet retorted with a sneer,wrenching herself free from Brandon’s grasp and departing in a huff, leaving behind the manuscripts.

Elizabeth trailed after Janet as they headed outside to hail a taxi back to the studio, only to be stoppedby Brandon, who had followed them out.

“I have no intention of cooperating with someone as deceitful as you, Mr. L,” Janet sneered as shegrabbed the taxi door handle. “The meeting is called off! I don’t have anything to say to you. Get awayfrom me!”

It was no surprise she found Mr. L’s voice on the phone familiar. That turned out to be Brandon. Shefound it absurd that Brandon had gone to such lengths to deceive her by posing as Mr. L.

“I do have a project on which we can collaborate. Yet we’re still arguing. Will you agree to my proposalif I go straight to you?” Brandon furrowed his brow and tightened his grasp on the handle. He extendedhis large hand into the taxi and yanked her out. “Come on. There’s someone I want you to meet.”

Janet mulled over his proposal momentarily before asking, “Can I trust you, Brandon? You want me toget out of the taxi, but who knows where you’ll try to deceive me into going? I won’t fall for it this time!”

Brandon’s eyes narrowed, darkening with displeasure as he firmed his grip on Janet. >

A bitter smile played on Brandon’s lips. How was it possible that Janet was cordial to everyone excepthim?

The impasse between the two was abruptly interrupted by an elder woman hobbling out of the coffeeshop. “Brandon, didn’t you promise to bring me here to see Janet? How come I haven’t seen her yet?”