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The Substitute Wife: My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

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The Substitute Wife My Poor Husband is a Billionaire
Chapter 876 Say Goodbye To Zuri
The door closed, and Jlooked away. She felt much better.
“These people only dare to provoke you because you’ve always kept a low-profile,” said Brandon. He looked at her calmly.
Jcontinued to appreciate the paintings. “I am here for work, and I have to keep a low profile,” she replied. “If I brag about
being Mrs. Larson or Miss White all the time, the public won’t valueor my work probably.”
“I don’t know what to do with you,” said Brandon, rattled. “Fortunately, your father and mother are still travelling abroad,” he
added. “They’d be furious if they knew you were in danger.” Brandon felt helpless.
After scareful consideration, however, he cheered up. Girls like Jwere ambitious, and Brandon liked that a lot. It was
something he and Jhad in common. After the art exhibition they packed their luggage, intending to leave Northcliffe.
Brandon couldn’t delay; he still had work to do in Barnes.

Before they boarded the plane, Jheard someone calling her name.
Zuri ran over, panting slightly. “You two left in such a hurry,” she said. “I really thought I wouldn’t be able to catch you in time.”
She handed Ja large bag of delicately packaged gifts, saying, “Here’s a little something for you. They’re confections and
sinteresting handmade trinkets from one of the handicrafts exhibition. “I thought that, since you’re probably tired of being
disturbed by annoying people, you wouldn’t be in the mood for touring the city.”
Jtook the heavy bag. She was surprised and excited. “Why did you chere, specially?” she asked Zuri.
“I’m here mainly on behalf of Iridescent Show,” Zuri replied. ‘We’re really sorry for the trouble we caused you this time.” Zuri
finished speaking and was about to bow, but Jstopped her.
“It doesn’t matter,” she said graciously. “I didn’t get hurt. If we meet again in the future, please still treatas a designer.” Janet
knew that Zuri was acting this way mostly due to her identity as Mrs. Larson.
Zuri shot Brandon a secret glance and nodded, smiling. 1 “Well, I’ve apologized now, so I won’t take up any more of your time,”
she said. Zuri patted Janet’s shoulder and gave her a hug. She liked Ja lot. Rarely did she see such a young, talented and
knowledgeable designer.

Jwaited until they were on the plane before opening her gift bag.
Zuri had indeed prepared these gifts carefully. Each kind of confections was exquisite and uniquely flavored.
“Are you hungry?” Brandon asked. He watched as Jlooked through Zuri’s gifts.
Jplaced the gifts back in the bag. “I am a little hungry,” she replied, smiling. “I’ll ask the stewardess for ssnacks. I want
to take these sweets back to Laney. She loves beautiful treats.”
“You’re always thinking of others,” said Brandon. He smiled, stoking Janet’s hair. Grabbing his laptop, Brandon stood up. “I have
an unscheduled meeting coming up,” he explained. “I’ll go take it in a separate cubicle. If you’re tired, you should rest.” He left,
closing the curtain behind him.
Jfound herself yawning immediately. With no one to chat to, she began feeling sleepy. She lay down on the seat and drifted
off to sleep.
The next thing Jknew, she was being awoken by the smell of food. She couldn’t tell how long she’d been asleep.
Looking around, her eyes landed on Derek.
“Why are you also on the plane?” Jasked. Her eyes widened in surprise. She remembered that, due to them being in a
hurry, Brandon hadn’t booked a private plane. He had only managed to ask his assistant to buy two business cl@sstickets
instead.
“This isn’t your plane,” Derek replied. “Why can’t I be on it?” Derek looked relaxed. He took a bite out of the slice of pizza he was
holding and flipped through the pages of a magazine. Seeing Jgulp, he smiled and asked, “Do you want a slice of pizza? I
got three times the usual amount of cheese.”