The Substitute Wife: My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

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The Substitute Wife My Poor Husband is a Billionaire
Chapter 972 Lydia Left
Once Vivian’s video clarifying the issue was posted online, the public opinion on the Larson Group becless and less
negative. There were still a few bad comments on the Intebut nothing that could damage their reputation again.
Janet’s meeting with a client of the W Marks Stujust ended that day.
She was just walking out of the meeting room when her phone started ringing.
The second Jsaw the caller ID, she answered the phone excitedly, “Lydia, have you been discharged? How are you and
your daughter?”
The last tJsaw Lydia was that day she attempted to jump off the building. Since then, Jhad not seen Lydia and her
baby.
“My daughter and I are safe now. We have been discharged from the hospital. Mr. Larson has sent a car that will take us out of
Barnes. I called to thank you for what you did that day. Without you, my life would have ended on the rooftop.” Lydia’s voice
faltered and a series of sniffs filled the line.

“You don’t have to call just to say thank me, Lydia,” Jsaid, her tone gentle as usual.
She didn’t ask more. Judging from Lydia’s attitude, she knew the woman was in a much better place.
Lydia inhaled deeply before continuing. “This time, my baby and I will leave Barnes for good. I wanted to meet you before leaving
but everything was happening so fast.
And I know you still have work to do. So, I thought it was better not to disturb you. I’ve always considered the Larson Group as
my enemy. I’m sorry. I’m really sorry.”
Lydia apologized again and again on the phone. She didn’t know what else to say but she let her sincerity be heard in the words.
Jwas moved, “You can callwhenever you have time. It’s easy to travel to places now. Even if you go abroad, I’m sure
we will have a chance to see each other again. Lydia, I wish you a safe and smooth journey.”

Perhaps it was tto board the plane because Lydia suddenly said goodbye to Jand hung up the phone. Up in the sky, a
plane flew over and disappeared into the clouds.
Jstood by the window, seemingly in a trance. Then a noise from behind brought her back to reality. She looked back and
found Tasha struggling to pick up documents on the ground.
“Lethelp you.” Jsquatted down and reached for the documents. Once she was done, she handed them to Tasha. “Your
belly has grown a lot bigger recently.”

Tasha put a hand on her back before taking the documents from Jusing the other. She said with worry, “Thank you. I’m
getting heavier too. I can’t even pick up the papers on the ground.”
Jwas also worried about her. “If it’s really getting hard for you to move about, why don’t you ask Mr. Wesley to let you work
from home?”
Tasha smiled, relaxing now. “Don’t worry. I can still do my work here. I’m planning on working overtto finish all the projects
that can be accomplished during this period. Then I will stay huntil I finally give birth.”
Jknew Tasha wasn’t only a capable but a determined woman too.
She may still be an assistant, but Tasha could easily and perfectly complete all the projects a real designer could. Recalling what
was on the papers she had just picked up, Jasked in confusion, “Did we get any design projects for children lately?”
Tasha didn’t answer.
Jlooked up and noticed Tasha’s strange expression. She immediately apologized. “I’m sorry. I saw it when I picked it up. It’s
very cute.”
Embarrassed, Tasha held the documents tightly in her hands and said, “I drew these by myself. I designed them for my baby.”
“You should submit it to the competition. Then, all the children worldwide can wear the lovely clothes you designed. Maybe you
can profit from it too!” Jencouraged Tasha to participate in the children’s clothing design competition. It had recently started
accepting entries.
“No, it’s been years since I participated in any competition,” Tasha said with obvious hesitation.

Just then, Jsaw Elizabeth walking towards them, a cup of coffee in hand. Jpulled her over. “Elizabeth, look at this
design Tasha drafted. I think she should join the children’s clothing design competition. I’m sure she’ll get good results. What do
you think?”

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