The Substitute Wife: My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire
Chapter 901

Chapter 901

The Substitute Wife My Poor Husband is a Billionaire

Chapter 901 The Best Wife In The World

Brandon was confused. “Why makes you say that all of a sudden?”

“Dalores was probably still busy cutting up Estella’s dress by the time I sent Draco home. So how couldshe have known and tipped the paparazzi to take photos of us? Was she just banking on the possibilitythat I would be helping Draco out of the car?” Janet had never pegged Dalores to be an insightfulwoman.

“I’ve checked where the photos were first posted. It’s just an ordinary entertainment magazine.” WhenBrandon saw that she was still frowning, he asked, “What is it? What’s wrong?”

“Who else could it be besides Dalores?” Janet muttered under her breath.

But Brandon thought that she was overthinking the matter. “The paparazzi must have been targetingyou and Draco for a while now. You did well at the Iridescent Show, so it wouldn’t be surprising if you’vegarnered a bunch of envious rivals.”

“You have a point there. After all, even some of my peers over at Northcliffe made things difficult forme.” Janet sighed mournfully. “Well, this should be interesting. I haven’t even made a name for myselfas a designer yet, and I’m already involved in several scandals.”

Just this morning, she was browsing a certain website when she came across an article detailing herand Draco’s supposed love story. A rich young lady suffering from an unfortunate marriage and atalented designer presumably met and found a new purpose to life in each other.

Janet couldn’t help but chuckle at the memory.

Brandon narrowed his eyes. He rarely saw this particular smile on her face.

“What are you thinking about?” Before she could answer, however, he pulled her into his arms andpressed a kiss on her lips. “Don’t tell me you’re thinking about that sickly guy, Draco.”

Janet giggled and told him all about the article.

“What the hell?” Brandon struggled to contain his anger as he opened the website and saw the articlefor himself. After reading only a few lines, he immediately called Sean and instructed him to remove allthe articles pertaining to Janet and Draco, and to ban the accounts that were engaging in suchtasteless rumors.

“Why would you ban their accounts?” Janet complained. “Some of them are my fans, you know. Theydefended me and showed their support.”

She never imagined having a fan base, at least not this early. She was still just a rookie designer, afterall.

Despite that, a good number of netizens were speaking up for her amidst all the slander and hatespeech. The only catch was that their wording seemed a little… strange.

“I am a good friend of Janet’s. I assure you that she will never cheat on her husband. Why would she,when they love each other very much? Her husband spoils her at every turn. Not only that, he is alsogood-looking and an excellent cook.”

“That’s right! Janet’s private life is spotless. She goes home on time every day after work. She’s aworkaholic who’s obsessed in design. There’s no way she would look at other men apart from herhusband.”

“Stop besmirching her name, or you will be receiving a lawyer’s letter from me soon!”

The more that Janet read the comments again, the more bizarre she found the whole situation. She fellinto a pensive silence as her mind raced.

No way… Brandon couldn’t have anything to do with this, right?

Janet continued to browse the comment section until she reached the bottom, where she found themost inconspicuous comment yet.

“She is the best wife in the world. I forbid you to spout such nonsense.” <2>

Brandon was still barking orders at Sean, so he failed to notice the shift in Janet’s mood. When he wasdone, he said, “Stay away from Draco. I don’t like it when people gossip about the two of you.”

Janet sniffed and pounced on him, hugging him tightly. “I will.”

Brandon was taken aback by her prompt compliance. “Good girl,” he crooned and stroke her hairbefore kissing her cheek.

“Come on, I’ll drive you to the studio.”

Moments later, their car stopped in front of W Marks.

Janet thought about the paparazzi that had hounded her at the studio’s entrance last time. She stillharbored some fear due to that incident. She couldn’t bring herself to get out of the car as she lookedaround nervously.

“Are you afraid of the paparazzi?” Brandon asked, and laughed when he saw her frown.

Janet glanced at the reporters hiding behind the pillar just outside the studio. She clicked her tongueand sighed. “They’re here to snap some photos secretly, but they don’t even know how to hidethemselves properly. I can see all of them from here.”

She didn’t want to get out of the car, but Brandon had to go to work, too. He couldn’t just stay and waitfor her to muster the courage to expose herself to these intrusive reporters.