Chapter 892


    The Substitute Wife My Poor Husband is a Billionaire


    Chapter 892 Agree To Let Her Record The Story


    J massaged her throbbing temples, leaned back on the sofa and sighed. “I’m not awesome. I’m


    only giving her what she wants.”


    An hour ago, in the VIP room.


    Este sat on the sofa and asked directly, “I’m so curious. What’s really going on between you, Draco


    and Brandon? There are a lot of rumors iming your marriage with Brandon is askew, and you fell for


    Draco because you were lonely and unfulfilled.”


    What nonsense! J couldn’t even think of what to say. Considering she had to please Este,


    however, she calmly replied with a smile, “Those are all fake rumors. My rtionship with my husband


    is great. That photo of Mr. Wesley and I was taken out of context, causing the misunderstanding.”


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    Este pouted. “Okay, I understand. That’s disappointing. I guess we have nothing to discuss as there


    is nothing to gossip about. Let’s head out and talk about the dress.” She got up and began walking


    away.


    J hurriedly stopped Este. “What about stories of me and Brandon? I can share those with you.”


    J quietly whispered an apology to Brandon in her heart, “I’m sorry, honey.”


    Este pondered on it for a while. Brandon was the Larson Group’s CEO. She had always wanted to


    write a novel based on a real boss’s life. Brandon was truly a big boss. Este was of course, eager to


    hear about


    Brandon’s affairs now that J was willing to share with her.


    “Alright, go ahead.” Pulling out a small notebook, Este began taking notes.


    J then started sharing her love story with Brandon. “It’s all so engaging. Tell me more.” Este was


    completely focused on the story and even went ahead to take out a recorder pen.


    J yanked the pen from her hand and said, “You can’t, no.”


    “I’m worried I might forget some things when I head back. Allow me to record such a wonderful story.


    It’ll be material for my new novel. It would turn out so popr.” Este reached for her recorder pen


    “I will allow you to use some of my experiences as references in your novel, however, there’s one


    condition.”


    Eliana was displeased. “Are you negotiating with me?”


    “You can forget about it if you don’t agree.” J got up immediately.


    “What’s the condition then?”


    “You must agree to another dress from W Marks being made for you,” J responded calmly.


    Este pressed her lips together and paused. “The award ceremony is going to be held next month.


    The previous dress Dalores designed, took her months to finish. Would you be done with the new


    dress on time? What gives you the guts to present such an idea?”


    J stared at her and slowly exined, “Dalores was sure you would win the prize when she had the


    dress designed for you, Miss Lopez. Of course, the dress had to be gorgeous. Have you ever


    considered one thing though? What if… What if you end up not being the prize winner?”


    “Go ahead.” J’s words did not annoy Este. She felt J was right. She also had this thought


    earlier on. She had just been too embarrassed to tell Dalores. Moreover, the organizers had informed


    Este they would give her exact information a few days preceding the award ceremony so she could


    get ready for a speech of gratitude in advance.


    “I’m suggesting two dresses be made. One extremely gorgeous, however not too high-profile. There


    would be a lot of seniors at the ceremony after all, so it shouldn’t be so eye-catching. The other would


    be simpler. So it wouldn’t be seen as you’re trying to steal the spotlight from others if you end up not


    winning the prize. Else, it would cause criticism,” J said carefully.


    “This is truly a good n.” Este felt it was a good idea. “I don’t want any idents during the award


    ceremony. I would be chastised if I end up offending other famous writers.”


    J lifted her brows and said, “Okay, then I’ll also agree to let you record my words.” She handed the


    recorder pen back to Este, and they both came to an agreement.


    As Este was about leaving the VIP room after they were done talking, she looked back and winked


    and J. “I’lle back to see you again if I need more materials.”


    J f0rced a smile and said, “Alright, anytime.”


    “That’s all,” J said with a long face after sharing with Tasha everything that had happened in the


    VIP room.


    Tasha, who had been sitting next to her, couldn’t helpughing. “This is so interesting. I hadn’t


    expected you’d actually benefit from those rumors. Even though we’re not aware who exactly set you


    up, they indeed helped you this time.”