The Substitute Wife: My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire
Chapter 1133

Chapter 1133

Chapter 1133 She Is Not A Thief

Smiling sweetly, Janet picked up pieces of fabric of the right color and put them in her arms. “He didsomething wrong so now, he’s been trying to make up for it.”

It may not sound like it but Janet knew Brandon had been trying to change for her. She appreciated itwholeheartedly and though she was too shy to say it out loud, she believed that true love was meant toinspire people to change for the better.

As if on cue, the door opened, and a colleague peeked from it, seemingly in a hurry. “Janet, you’reneeded out here. The security guards just escorted out the client you brought to the VIP room.”

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“What? Why?” Elizabeth asked in surprise. “I don’t know too. Let’s check what happened outside.Come on, Janet ran out, still clutching the fabric in her arms.

Several security guards were dragging Hannah out of the VIP room.

“Stop!” Janet rushed to where Hannah was and pushed the security guards away. With furrowedeyebrows, she asked, “Who ordered you to escort my client out?”

A woman turned to look at Janet. She was laughing a second ago but stopped and was now sizingJanet up “It was me. Do you have a problem with that?”

From the side, the woman looked like Janet. Especially since she also had long curly hair. However,when facing forward, her arrogant and domineering aura came into full view. Her face was extremelypretty. She had beautiful eyes and a delicate nose. The small mole on her tall nose made her evenmore attractive. Her gaze swept across the room with her chin tilted up. She looked really arrogant.

Not knowing who the woman in front of her was, Janet frowned and asked, “Who are you? Why did youdrive my client away?”

“I’m the designer here.” Crossing her arms over her chest, the woman confidently said, “W Marksdoesn’t welcome poor people. Moreover, this old woman here tried to steal the desserts I broughthere.”

“This is Mandy Hamilton. She has just come back from abroad after working with many brands inParis.” Elizabeth walked over and reminded Janet. “She’s collaborating with Mr. Wesley on a project soshe’s been coming to W Marks often these days. Since you just requested an annual leave a few daysago, you haven’t gotten the chance to meet her.”

“Nice to meet you, Miss Hamilton. I’m also a designer here. This is my client, not your so-called poorpeople.” Janet gave Mandy a nod despite her blank expression.

With an impassive look on her face, Janet looked aloof and unapproachable. Mandy was a charmingwoman with attractive foxy eyes. They looked completely different.

“I’ve heard about you from Draco. You are a talented designer.” Mandy’s arrogance was no match forJanet’s indifference. Her contempt was visible in her eyes now. “But your distinguished guest stole thedesserts I bought What should we do about it?” She repeated, voice slightly rising.

“Hannah stealing something from you is impossible. Not to mention just desserts.” Janet wanted to rollher eyes. She didn’t believe it at all.

Mandy walked over to Hannah, her black high-heeled shoes clacking on the floor She took Hannah’shand and forced her fist to open, revealing an almost crushed pastry. She smiled triumphantly andshowed it to everyone. “See? This is the evidence.”

Mandy then threw away the pastry, took out her handkerchief, and wiped her hands carefully in disgust.Then she looked at Janet and sneered. “You should ask the lady for an explanation. I never wronganyone.”

Janet panicked but she swallowed it down. Looking at Hannah, she said softly, “Hannah, don’t beafraid. I know you wouldn’t do this.”

Hannah was now red with embarrassment. She explained, “I didn’t steal it. I didn’t know the ladybrought it herself since all the desserts were on the table. I knew you liked sweets when you were littleso I just wanted to save some for you.’’