The Substitute Wife: My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire
Chapter 233: Not A Pushover

Chapter 233: Not A Pushover  

Kent was a bit miffed by the way Janet was looking at him.How could she act so differently in just ablink of an eve? She was still thanking him in earnest just a few moments ago.

"Is there anything more important than your own safety? If you really want to spend some time with me,then let’s go get a room.We can talk all night."

He grabbed her by the wrist, fully intending to drag her away with him.

"I have nothing to talk to you.I have to stay here; it’s important.Don’t worry about me."

Janet’s reply was blunt and firm, and her eyes flashed with determination.

"I want to deal with the person who orchestrated this trap.I am grateful for what you did just now,Mr.Perkins.But we should part ways here."

"Are you sure you can handle it by yourself?" Kent asked, frowning.

Janet was so small and frail; he doubted she could even go against a woman her own size.

"It’s none of your business anyway," she retorted wryly, not appreciating his condescension.

Janet had already made up her mind.

Even though she had clearly severed her ties with the Lind family, Fiona and Jocelyn still persisted inmaking trouble for her again and again.She needed to settle this matter once and for all, and let themknow that she was no pushover.

Kent rubbed his nose in frustration.He wasn’t a meddlesome person on principle, yet he had somehowbroken his own rule several times in less than an hour.

"How can you expect me to just leave you alone? We have no way of knowing what might happen ifyou pursue this." Janet narrowed her eyes and took a deep breath.

"Stop messing with me.Don’t you have the exact same intentions towards me?" Kent let out a helplesssigh.

He wasn’t sure whether to laugh or cry.

"You think the worst of me, don’t you? I am interested in you, yes, but I still have my standards.I wouldnever resort to drugging people.If I truly had evil plans for you, I wouldn’t have warned you in the firstplace.I would have just let you drink that coffee, then intercept you once you were out cold." Janetblinked and considered his words.

They did make a lot of sense.She still thought that Kent was a piece of scum to a degree, but he wasn’tthe type to play dirty tricks on other people.

In any case, his reasoning made her calm down a little.

"Thank you for your concern, but I’ll be fine.I’ve already asked my husband to come and get me.Isuggest you get going now.It won’t be good if my husband sees you.He misunderstood what happenedlast time."

Kent instantly perked up at the idea that Janet had fought with her husband.He was a very patient man.

If he couldn’t get Janet through his bold advances, then he would just wait her out from the sidelines.

Judging by today’s encounter, he was confident that she was already mellowing out towards him.Heshouldn’t ruin his chances by being too hasty.

"All right." Kent stood up and buttoned his suit jacket.

He gave Janet a friendly smile.

"Please call me if you feel like you might be in danger, Miss Lind.I’d gladly be your bodyguard any timeyou are need of such services."

Then, he took out a business card from his jacket’s inner pocket and handed it to her before walkingaway.

Kent mentally patted himself on the back.He had made considerable progress today.

At the very least, Janet was no longer disgusted with him.She will learn to see his good side soonenough.

He could wait.

As for Janet, she barely glanced at the business card and just left it on the table, not caring if she lost italtogether.

Kent had asked for her contact number before, under the pretext of their business partnership, but shehad dodged his request even then.

The music inside the cafe shifted to a melancholic melody, one that was best suited for a gloomy, rainyday.

Janet decided to order the same coffee for Bernie.

This time, it was a waitress who attended to her.

She breathed a small sigh of relief.There shouldn’t be now.