Chapter 904


    The Substitute Wife My Poor Husband is a Billionaire


    Chapter 904 I’m Here To See J


    The midday sun was nice and toasty. Barnes’s early autumn arrived gently with the dropping of the first


    golden ginkgo leaf.


    Derek stepped out of a refurbished business car that had just pulled up in front of W Marks Studio. He


    removed his shades and looked around curiously.


    He then raised an eyebrow and said, “Is it here, Wilder? Where is the sign?”


    Wilder encouraged Derek to maintain a low profile when they went out. This ce was distinct in


    comparison to abroad. The media would make a big deal out of anything trivial. However, Derek’s


    extravagant attire indicated that he did not take Wilder’s words seriously. Wilder had no choice but to


    discreetly wipe away his perspiration.


    “It’s here. Come on, let’s get inside.” Wilder escorted Derek into the studio.


    Derek walked behind him. The moment he entered the studio, a stir ensued. He had a maic pull on


    all the female designers.


    “Derek is much more attractive in person!”


    “Derek was the least photogenic model, ording to a reporter. In all honesty, I am taken aback by


    how handsome he actually is.”


    “He nced over! Oh my, he seems to be focusing on me!” Derek, with a little smile on his lips, stared


    out into the throng. He went to great lengths to be ready for his trip, and he was happy with himself.


    In actuality, Derek anticipated seeing J. He was curious to see her reaction when she saw him.


    Derek regarded him as more desirable than her spouse because of his youth and good looks.


    On the other hand, he hadn’t seen J since he walked in. Even the designer sitting in the front seat


    paid him no mind.


    Derek grimaced and went specifically to the designer who ignored him. “Hello, lovelydy! I’m Derek


    Ramsey. Is the designer responsible for my project here?”


    As soon as Derek walked into the studio, Tasha heard the noise, but she didn’t feel anything for the


    dashingly dressed man in front of her. She got to her feet and said, “Just a sec, please. Let me show


    you to the VIP area first.” “Appreciate it.” Derek’s lips pursed as he observed Tasha’s growing baby


    bump. That exined why she had zero interest in him. She was expecting.


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    Tasha noticed Derek looking at her and was at a loss for words. Even though he was a major celebrity


    model, this man’s antics were too immature.


    Derek looked around a lot on the walk to the VIP area, but he couldn’t identify the face he kept picturing


    in his head.


    “What is it that you seek, Mr. Ramsey? The restroom is on the left down that corridor–if that’s what


    you’re looking for.” Tasha frowned and offered a tip.


    With shame on his face, Derek admitted, “I need to see J. During my time at Northcliffe, she was


    there to look after me. I’d want to speak with her this time.”


    Tasha recalled that J had instructed her to inform Derek that she was not avable should he ask


    about her.


    “J hasn’t shown up to work today. This morning, she went to attend to other obligations.” Tasha


    smiled politely and said, “Please don’t worry, Mr. Ramsey. The designer who will be handling your order


    is a seasoned pro as well. It is safe to say that she is Mr. Wesley’s most devoted student. Get her input


    on the n first.”


    Derek’s grin faded, and he showed signs of disappointment. “Well, I see.”


    Derek entered the VIP area after Tasha absentmindedly. Elizabeth had spent a long time waiting and


    preparing the necessary materials. “Good afternoon, Mr. Ramsey?” After exchanging pleasantries, the


    two got right down to business. Generally speaking, Elizabeth was a cautious person. She probed


    Derek on the interview’s overarching subject and his own tastes.


    Derek ced one hand on the sofa while casually flipping through the magazine with the other.


    Evidently preupied with other thoughts, he only mumbled answers casually to the questions.


    In the end, Wilder could no longer take it. He approached and exined while smiling, “I’m sorry, Miss.


    Soon after his return, Derek found himself inundated with obligations. He has been really busy. I’m


    sorry if he appears absent-minded. He’s just tired.”


    Then he pushed Derek, who was going to fall asleep while leaning on the sofa.


    “Don’t worry about it. I have posed sufficient queries. Do you have any questions, Mr. Ramsey?”


    Elizabeth was a little ufortable, but she still questioned with patience.


    Derek dropped his gaze and said, “When will J return?”


    What was happening was beyond Elizabeth’sprehension. J spent the entire day sketching at


    her office, right?


    Unfortunately, she fumbled with the truth and said, “J is still around. She hasn’t been seen outside


    of the office at all. I can ask her toe to the meeting if that bes necessary.”


    Derek tossed down the magazine he was holding and said loudly, “I knew J is avoiding me on


    purpose!”


    He gave Elizabeth a sour nce and said, “Go and bring J here!”