The Substitute Wife: My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

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The Substitute Wife My Poor Husband is a Billionaire
Chapter 917 Draco’s Return
“What? When did Frank start cracking jokes? Something interesting must have happened between him and Elizabeth today.”
Jcouldn’t stop the smile on her face.
Just then, Tasha cout to fetch her dinner takeout. She was surprised to see Joutside the studio. “Are you also back to
work overtime?”
“Also?” Jasked, confused.
Tasha smiled, “W Marks took a lot of projects so many of the designers are working overthere.”
“I’m still working on designing Estella’s dresses. So, is everyone here? I don’t know if the pastries and coffee I brought are
enough for everyone.” Jsmiled as she continued into the stuwith two bags of food in hand and Tasha beside her.
Everyone who got hot coffee and pastry thanked Janet.
Tasha had just packed the boxes and was about to go out and throw the trash when a shout of surprise escaped her mouth. Her
other colleagues echoed her shock.
Jturned around and found Draco standing at the door of W Marks Studio. He stood at the door with his laptop and the
drawing collection container on his back, looking just as surprised to see the designers still working at this hour.

The shock was obvious in Draco’s voice. “Why is everyone here?”
Jwalked up to Draco with a smile on her face. As she got closer, she could see how much better he looked now.
“Everyone’s working overthere. Work has piled up recently.”
They were all delighted to see Draco back.
“Mr. Wesley, how are you feeling now?” “We have missed you, Mr. Wesley.”
Scolleagues excitedly greeted him.
“Don’t worry, everyone. I’ll be coming back to W Marks soon,” Draco promised.

“That’s amazing! W Marks have been waiting for you, Mr. Wesley!” Cheers cfrom the office. His return was definitely
celebrated by all of his colleagues.
Finally, Draco turned to Jand asked, “How have you been? I’ve heard about what happened to Dalores.”
“I’m doing well. Right now, I am designing Estella’s dresses.” Janet’s tone was calm.
Draco shifted again to look at the others in the room. “Everyone, will you please cto the meeting room? I have something to
discuss with you.”
Everyone obliged, sharing puzzled looks as they all settled in the meeting room. None of them knew what it was Draco wanted to
discuss.
Draco projected his designs on the big screen for everyone to see. His expression turned serious as he explained. “These are
sdesigns I did while I was recovering. I want to show you snew ideas for fashion design so that you can upgrade the

designs.” Everyone listened carefully.
And so, with their attention strictly on him, the last two pages flashed quickly and unnoticed.
Only Tasha and Janet, who had been staring at the screen, noticed it.
It seemed that it was not designs, but casual drawings drawn by Draco. But before they could see it clearly, Draco took them
away.
Both drawings were of a swoman, Tasha wouldn’t mistake it. Jokingly, she whispered to Janet, “Did you see it? The woman
in the pictures looked like you.”
How could she be so sure?
“It’s not funny. Others might hear you.” Jshook her head.
After the meeting, Tasha and Jwalked out together. They were chatting but a man walking towards them interrupted their
conversation.
“Oh, my God! You are really here, Janet.”

The office had been busy lately. Derek thought that if Jwas in W Marks, then she wasn’t an exception. So, he cto check
it.
Jwanted to ignore him but Derek stopped her.
“It’s already late, so letdrive you home.” Derek faced Jwith a smile.
Just then, Draco cout with his designs in his arms. Seeing Derek here, he frowned, “Who’s this?”
“This is Derek Ramsey, a model. He helped W Marks during the Iridescent Show.” Jlooked indifferent.
“Are you here to talk about the collaboration?” Draco set his gaze on Derek and flashed a polite smile. “Now I remember Mr.
Ramsey’s manager has cto me, saying that he wants a long-term partnership with W Marks. But we haven’t discussed it
further yet. Then, Mr. Ramsey, I guess you must be here for the collaboration.
Why don’t we talk about it in detail in my office?”

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