The Substitute Wife: My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

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The Substitute Wife My Poor Husband is a Billionaire
Chapter 1013 Derek’s Brother
Derek reached for his pocket and took out his phone, but didn’t know who to call.
“Who are you going to call? Wilder? Or are you going to call the police?” Jfrowned.
“It’s useless.” She sighed. “Ordinary people can’t solve our problem.”
“Who on earth did you offend?” Derek helplessly asked as he put his phone away. “You’re still the White family’s daughter and
the wife of the Larson Group’s CEO, you know? Who would dare to hurt you?”
At that point, he truly wanted to see who that person was.
“It’s a long story...” Jtrailed off. She went silent for a moment, but she eventually looked into Derek’s eyes and flashed him a
faint smile. “How about this? If we survive today, I’ll tell you all about it.”
The calm look in her eyes made Derek’s eyes widen in shock.

“Janet, we’re in a runaway vehicle. What a perfect timing to make such a promise,” Derek said. He couldn’t help but feel that
Jhad a lot of secrets. Shortly after, he let out a smile and joked, “It’s a deal then. I don’t want to die here anyway.”
With a bitter smile, Jnodded. “You better cooperate or else I’ll really leave you alone in the car.”
“Are you trying to scare me?” Derek smirked. “I can help you. If I call my brother, he can try to buy us stime.” “Is your
brother really that capable?” Jasked, raising an eyebrow in surprise. She doubted it, but on second thought, for someone
who worked in the showbiz, Derek still had a childish side of him, which was probably because he cfrom a loving family.
Eventually, she shook her head and smiled. “Anything can help us will be great.”
“He’s not that influential, but he can at least clear the traffic for us,” Derek said as he dialed his brother’s number. As soon as the
call connected, he said, “Hey, man! The car that I’m in is going out of control and I need your help.”
A calm, yet powerful voice cfrom the phone’s speaker, saying, “What trouble did you get yourself in this time? What’s the
car’s plate number?”
Derek patted Mesue’s shoulder. “Could you please tellthe plate number?”

After Mesue told him the plate number, Derek asked his brother for help. “You just need to clear the traffic and keep our car
running smoothly. Can you do that for me?” Derek’s brother heaved a long sigh before he replied “Drive in the direction of

Wildepond Road. I’ll ask someone to lead the way for you.”
“Thank you, so much!” Derek smiled. “Don’t tell anyone else about this, okay?”
Derek’s brother sighed again and gritted his teeth. “You little rascal! Just remember to cback safe and sound or else I’ll tell
Mom all the bad things you’ve done!” “Why are you nagginglike that? You sound more and more like Wilder now, old man!”
Derek irritably scratched his ear.
Just before he hung up the call, his brother shouted, “I’m still young, you brat!”
Jchuckled upon hearing their interaction. She then asked Mesue to drive to Wildepond Road according to Derek’s brother’s
instructions.
“Sorry about that.” Derek let out a shy smile as he scratched the back of his head. “My brother is kind of stubborn.”
The drive to Wildepond Road was quite smooth. They hadn’t encountered a red light at all along the way, and when they
reached Wildepond Road, they could barely see any cars around them.
Surprised, Jlooked at Derek and asked, “Just who is your brother?”
Derek proudly raised his chin. “My brother is a hacker. Hacking into the traffic system is a piece of cake for him. Now it’s
Brandon’s turn.”
“I’ll call him and ask how everything is going,” Jreplied as beads of sweat began to form on her palms. At that moment,
several black cars suddenly caught up with them and all of them had familiar plate numbers. They were the cars that the Larson
Group’s b*odyguards usually drove.
The black cars sped up and surrounded them from both sides. Eventually, they were parallel to the car where Jwas.

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