The Substitute Wife: My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire
Chapter 211: The ClientThe tension between Jand Ethan continued to prevail.
One day, after the regular meeting of the senior executives of the Larson Group, Ethan asked Garrett to stay back
Garrett had already guessed Charis’s return would bring a lot of problems between Jand Ethan. But he couldn’t figure out
how Jfound out about Charis.
After all, Ethan should have been able to hide the truth from her.
“Well, Charis calledone night; Jsaw it. She asked who she was, and I told her,” Ethan said intently. The smile on
Garrett’s face vanished in an instant.
After all, Ethan’s relationship with Jwas hanging by a thin thread now.He rubbed his forehead and let out a weary sigh.
“No one would want their partner to have secrets, especially when it has something to do with the opposite sex. You should be
able to connect with her.”
“Women get jealous easily. You have to coax her.”
“I’ve explained it to her. I’ll tell her about my past soon, but now isn’t the right time.” Ethan’s face darkened.
“I’m not good at coaxing women. You know I have used force all my life to get the things I want. But women prefer men who are
kind and gentle toward them, right?”
Garrett arched his brows and thought that Ethan had finally understood the problem.
Meanwhile, Garrett had warned Charis to say away from Janet. The two had been friends since high school. From what he knew
of Charis, she wouldn’t make any trouble.
“It’s not because Jis jealous. You need to understand that she’s upset because she knows you’re hiding something from
her. She won’t forgive you unless you tell her the truth. Moreover, women tend to overthink. She is probably imagining the worst
after you told her about Charis but without any details.”
“You know I have no feelings for Charis.” Ethan sighed. He was a man of few words, so he didn’t bother explaining himself.
“What’s the use ofknowing it?” Garrett patted his shoulder.
from her.”
Ethan leaned back on his chair, closed his eyes, and let out a weary sigh. He realized the friction would persist until he told her
the truth.
The following day, when Jarrived at the company, Tiffany told her that a client had requested her to be the chief designer of
the new project.
Although it was a small project, Jwas still glad to be a part of it.
After all, she had just begun her career, and opportunities like these would never knock on her door twice. She happily sorted the
documents, preparing to meet with the client.
Janet’s breath caught in her throat when she pushed the door of the meeting room open. Kent was sitting on the sofa, drinking
coffee. He looked up and smiled at her.
“Sorry, wrong room.” Jslammed the door shut and took a deep breath.
“Miss Lind, is this how you treat your clients? That’s very unprofessional of you.” There was a hint of ridicule in Kent’s voice.
Gritting her teeth, Jpushed the door open and smiled at him.
“I’m sorry, Mr. Perkins. I thought you were here to see another designer.” Kent smiled at her. Then, he poured a cup of coffee for
Jand slid it toward her.
“Don’t be nervous. I’d never mix work with private life. I chose you because I think you’re an exceptional designer.”