The Substitute Wife: My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

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The Substitute Wife My Poor Husband is a Billionaire
Chapter 993 Invitation To The Award Ceremony
“Calm down. I’ll be there.” Jsmiled. She hadn’t expected Estella to invite her, but she agreed without hesitation.
But, if it was only for such a little thing, how could Estella keep calling her instead of sending her a message directly?
“Do you have anything else for which you need my assistance?” Jinquired cautiously.
Estella laughed over the phone. “You do know me.”
She coughed a bit and then continued, “I’d like you to doone last favor. Since our collaboration is about to cto an end, it
will be difficult forto ask for your help in the future.”
“Are you going to look into Brandon again for your new ?” Jasked. Then she refused without hesitation. “I’m afraid I
can’t help you this time. Last time, I promised you without his permission. He was already upset. I can’t make a decision for him
again.”
Estella was not surprised by Janet’s refusal. Instead, she was joyful. “You misunderstood me, Janet. I’m not going to ask him for
help this time. I’m hoping you can helpask your husband if he could give Sean half a day off for the award ceremony this
weekend.”

Then Estella’s voice turned soft. “I want to go to the party with Sean.”
Jwas taken aback. “He has to ask for leave on weekends? Oh my goodness! Is Sean actually working all year around?”
Estella was helpless. “Shouldn’t you focus on why I asked Sean to cwith me?”
Jsuddenly realized something. “I had a feeling something was wrong with you the last twe met. Instead of asking
Brandon for assistance, you discovered a new way to gather the materials.”
“Didn’t I tell you last time?” Estella admitted, a little embarrassed.
“I can’t decide on my own, but I can ask him for you when I go back.” Jfinally agreed.
When Brandon returned hin the evening, he immediately saw Jbusy cooking in the kitchen.

He had been working so hard all day that he didn’t even have tfor lunch. He even felt a dull pain in his stomach in the
afternoon.
So when he now smelled the delicious aroma of the food, he felt very hungry.
When he saw Jbusy in the kitchen, his heart softened and his tense expression relaxed.
Brandon removed his coat, rolled up his sleeves, and prepared to go into the kitchen to help her. But at that exact moment, Janet
emerged from the kitchen with a big bowl of fish soup.
“You’re back. Let’s have dinner first.” Jput the bowl on the table and walked up to him with a smile. She pushed Brandon
and pressed him onto the seat.
Brandon was taken aback. He wasn’t sure if it was his sixth sense, but Janet’s actions seemed strange today. “Just tellwhat

you want,” he said directly.
Jremoved her apron and ladled a bowl of soup for Brandon. “Estella askedto attend the award ceremony with her. And
she wants to know if Sean is free this weekend. Why don’t you give him a day off and let him attend the award ceremony with
Estella?”
Brandon breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing it.
He had a negative impression of Estella and thought she was a loud woman.
After putting the bowl in front of Brandon, Jsat back in her seat and talked about Sean. “For many years, Sean has been
single and working with you. You can’t be too controlling. Give him stfor himself. He’s finally showing signs of falling in
love. You can’t put him off.” “Can Sean be in love?” Brandon took a while to realize Sean liked that type of loud woman.
“What are you talking about? Can’t Sean enjoy the beauty of love?” Jasked as she served sfood on his plate.
Only then did Brandon reluctantly agree to give Sean a leave. “Okay, just half a day.”
Jgrinned.
“I will be busy this weekend, so I can’t go with you,” Brandon added. “If Sean attends the award ceremony, he can ensure your
safety.”

Janet’s eyes widened. After a few moments, she said, “He still has to work even though you already gave him a leave? How can
Sean enjoy the party?”
“It is part of his duty. His annual salary is very high,” Brandon said slowly.
“How high? He works almost 24 hours a day. No matter how much money you give me, I will not do such work!” Jsaid firmly.
Brandon smiled and whispered something into her ear. Her eyes widened. “Do you still need an assistant like Sean in your
company? I’m willing to be one.”
Brandon leaned back in his seat and shook his head with a smile. “You’re such a swindler. Let’s just enjoy our meal.”

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