The Substitute Wife: My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

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The Substitute Wife My Poor Husband is a Billionaire
Chapter 902 Elizabeth Is Back
“Don’t worry.” Brandon gently reassured Janet, and then got out of the car to open the door for her.
As soon as she stepped out, Jwas surrounded by an onslaught of blinding flashes and the sound of shutters, the paparazzi
swarming towards her like bees. Frightened, she fled back to the safety of her car.
The reporters who had gathered outside the vehicle turned their attention to Brandon. “Mr. Larson, how are we going to take
photos if Mrs. Larson doesn’t show herself?”
At these words, Jlooked at Brandon in disbelief. “You called the paps here?”
Brandon said nothing to deny it. Instead, he led Jout of the car and explained, “Someone has to do sdamage control.
We have to make this believable if you want to convince people that you’re not having an affair with Draco.”
Jquickly understood. The next moment, she was slipping an arm around Brandon’s shoulder, pulling him closer. It was a
picturesque portrayal of intimate lovers — a tall, handsman and a beautiful woman locked in a tight embrace. The two
pulled off a convincing performance.
Jplanted a soft kiss on Brandon’s cheek and leaned on his shoulder, whispering, “I’m going to work, Honey.” Brandon
responded by turning his b*ody to capture her lips.
Heat flooded Janet’s face as Brandon kept on kissing her, paying no mind to the pairs of eyes locked on them. She had never

kissed her husband so passionately in public like this before. It took a moment to gather her wits, the sensual movement of his
lips making her knees weak. Pushing him away, she complained, “They’re taking pictures.”
Brandon looked down at her burning face with a wicked smirk. He let her go, raising a finger to gently flick at the tip of her nose.
“Exactly. I gave them good material. Now go in, you little scaredy cat.”
Holding her flaming cheeks in her hands, Jwalked into the studio.
A familiar face greeted her once she was inside. Elizabeth had cback. It had been nearly a month since they last saw each
other, and Elizabeth was looking much better than before.
“This is rare. You’re late for once,” Elizabeth said softly.

Jwas unable to hide her excitement at seeing her. She walked over to Elizabeth quickly, beaming as she took her hands.
“You seem well. I’m glad. How’s your aunt?”
Elizabeth returned her smile with one of her own. “She was discharged from the hospital a few weeks ago. I can’t thank Brandon
enough for helping us find the best doctor. My aunt wanted to thank you too. She’s very grateful. She said that you have to taste
the desserts she makes next time.”
Jnodded, her smile never leaving her lips. By now, sof the excitement from the warm reunion had dissipated, and
Elizabeth had becaware of the eyes watching them. Jthen turned to the staff and
explained in a loud voice, “From today on, Elizabeth will be back to work. As for the rumors aboutand Mr. Wesley, Dalores
might have been the one behind them. However, even if I want to take legal action, Dalores had been in a car accident that killed
her yesterday. There is no other way but to let it go.”

The disaster from the day before had been a serious incident. The national highway was blocked off, and the media flocked to
the site to report on the situation.
Everyone in the stuhad seen the news, but none of them knew that the victim was Dalores.
A heavy silence fell upon the room. Dalores had worked in the design stufor a long time, and the sudden news of her death
cas a shock to all of the staff members.
Elizabeth’s voice then pierced through the gloom that had enveloped the space. “I know that this is a lot to take in. You have
worked with Dalores for a long time, so it’s understandable that you would feel shocked. However, we cannot afford to let this
loss drag us down. A lot of things have happened to W Marks, and with Mr. Wesley’s absence, we have a lot on our shoulders.
It’s not going to be easy, but this is also precisely why we can’t lose focus at such a crucial time. We can’t let the nof our
brand fall behind. Our other competitors would make a mockery out of us.”
Elizabeth rarely expressed herself in so many words.
Hearing this, Tasha couldn’t help but chin, “I... I also think W Marks needs everyone! We should stick together and all do our
best!”
A few smiles and small chuckles broke out from the crowd from her nervous but earnest declaration. With that, the air in the
room grew lighter and stiff bodies gradually relaxed.

Jraised her chin and said with an encouraging smile, “We all want what’s best for W Marks. And we need everyone’s help to
achieve that.”
The sound of footsteps and chairs being pulled filled the room the next moment as the staff members returned to their desks.
Jtugged at the corner of Elizabeth’s clothes and pulled her aside. “Why did you cback so soon?” Jasked curiously.
Jorge’s violent assault had shaken Elizabeth greatly. Jhad thought that she should be taking a long period off to prioritize
her recovery.
At the stime, she didn’t know how to tell Elizabeth that Jorge had taken his own life in the police station.

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