The Substitute Wife: My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

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The Substitute Wife: My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire
Chapter 1155 The StuBeing Discredited
Jwas taken aback when Elizabeth dropped the mug and spilled her coffee all over the floor. “Can you tellwhat
happened?” she inquired, worried.
Elizabeth switched off her phone and placed it in her bag. With an annoyed expression on her face, she explained, “That was a
call from a client to cancel the order. This is my fifth phone call of the day. It’s really not a huge deal. We constantly have a lot of
orders, and sclients will cancel them from tto time. However, the cancellation today affects all large orders and major
clients, including one of my projects. I’ve been working on this project for several days, and now it’s been put on hold because of
this. All of my efforts have been in vain. That’s why I’m a little frustrated.”
Elizabeth groaned and stooped down to pick up the fragments. Then, perplexed, Jsaid, “It’s unlikely that all of these clients
just canceled their purchases on the sday for no apparent reason. I’ll bet that something’s going on.”
Elizabeth looked up at her and sighed, “You’ve been so preoccupied with creating Hannah’s outfits that you may have not been
aware of the studio’s recent conditions. A few days ago, two authoritative media outlets stated that we were well behind schedule

and attempted to transfer the blame. Following that, several orders were canceled.”
“Is it Mandy’s doing?” Jsaid without thinking.
Elizabeth reclined back in her seat after tossing the shattered coffee mug pieces into the trash can. “It’s either Mandy or Brenna,
the lady that called a couple of days ago. Brenna is more likely to be the perpetrator, in my opinion. She is the diplomat—Ewing
Olson’s wife, and she has the authority to seek authoritative media for assistance in reporting it. We have lost a lot of orders as a
result of the slanderous news. Besides, there are a lot of trolls on the Intewho are having a great tmaking us look bad to
the people.”
Jwalked over to read the netizen’s comments on the computer.
“I can’t believe that this is the sW Marks people talk so highly of. I thought they were professionals, but in fact they’re just
not that impressive. I wonder how they becfamous in the first place.”
“Hyping, of course.”
“I have never liked this studio. They over charge for clothes so that ordinary people won’t be able to afford them.”

The more comments Elizabeth read, the angrier she became. “These people think they can say anything online? I am going to
show them what I’ve got!”
“Don’t act rashly. I think most of these people were hired to post these. There’s no use arguing with them,” Jsaid, stopping

her at once.
Many concerned coworkers rushed over and said, “What are we going to do? We’ve been getting a large number of calls from
clients requesting cancellations.”
“Mandy! It must be her! Where does she live? I’ll go find her!” Several other employees were filled with righteous indignation.
They rolled up their sleeves and rushed out.
Fortunately, Jstopped them in time.
“Everyone, calm down. Even if we confront her right now, she will just deny everything. If we lose our calm now, we will be giving
her exactly what she wanted. She will use our rage to put pressure on Mr. Wesley even more. We can’t let her have her way.”
The designers did not respond immediately. They were standing at the entrance, looking at each other, when someone stated,
“We’re all just looking out for ourselves. You can quit the stuand becan independent designer, but we can’t say the same
for us. Soon, this won’t matter to you anyway.” Jwas speechless.
Just then, the sound of footsteps cfrom outside the door. With a calm and composed expression, Draco walked in and said
in a low voice, “Everyone, calm down. Please, listen to what I have to say.”
Unknown to anyone else, he had been standing outside the door long enough to know what they were talking about.
Draco had been so busy with other matters that he hadn’t been able to pay attention to Mandy. However, he never imagined she
would do something like this.
A colleague ran over in a hurry and asked, “Mr. Wesley, how are we going to make it out of this?”
Although Draco was their boss, their incmostly cfrom the orders. “I will deal with it before tomorrow.” Draco spoke with
a cold indifference in his face, but his tone was full of determination.
As soon as he returned to his office, he called Mandy.

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