Chapter 983


    The Substitute Wife My Poor Husband is a Billionaire


    Chapter 983 Brandon Is Coming To The Dinner Party


    Sean was very uneasy sitting in the passenger seat. He looked over at Brandon in the back seat and


    asked gingerly, “Mr. Larson, should I call Mrs. Larson first to inform her?”


    It was terrifying whenever his boss was mad.


    Brandon looked out the window, gritted his teeth, and replied, “No need.”


    He had, in fact, received a message from J earlier. But J made no mention of who she nned


    to dine with. She simply stated that it was a business dinner.


    Brandon didn’t think much at the time. There shouldn’t be any other men who could pose a threat to


    him, not even Draco. He assumed J was simply out to dinner with her colleagues.


    But he was so wrong. Derek came into the picture.


    Judging from what he had seen in the photo, Brandon was certain that J was with Derek, a famous


    international model who had returned to Barnes with her after the Iridescent Show.


    Sean felt helpless when he noticed Brandon secretly gnashing his teeth. He reminded him, “Mrs.


    Larson doesn’t seem to be a person who would have an affair. You don’t have to be so nervous, Mr.


    Larson.”


    J was thoughtful and gentle. Every time she went on a business trip, she would bring a gift for


    Sean.


    Sean wanted to send her a message to let her know they wereing. After all, she had been very


    nice to him.


    After a few moments of deliberation, Sean took out his phone and quietly typed a message. He wanted


    to inform J beforehand.


    “To whom are you sending messages? Why are you so wary?” Sean trembled as he heard Brandon’s


    calm voice. “Mr. Larson, why don’t you sit well on your seat?”


    With one hand at the back of Sean’s seat, Brandon took the phone from Sean’s hand. He sneered as


    he stared at the message. He then sat back, keeping Sean’s phone with him.


    The atmosphere at the new employees’ party in the restaurant was very pleasant. They had fun ying


    games and drinking.


    “Wait! Just now, Sean actually asked for the specific location of the party,” someone suddenly


    announced, interrupting everyone’sughter. Do you think our boss ising?”


    “Is Mr. Larsoning? Should we order more food?” The food on the table had almost all been


    consumed, leaving only the leftovers.


    No one was in the mood to y games anymore. They began to request that the waiters clean their


    table and serve more food.


    “Why is Mr. Larsoning? He’s always been cold and distant. In fact, he is not particrly close to


    the employees,” an employee asked in confusion.


    “You have too many questions, don’t you? I think it only shows how much he values us new


    employees,” a male employee teased. Everyoneughed.


    Vivian sneered secretly and raised her ss elegantly to drink. Only she was aware that Brandon was


    coming for J.


    Vivian had just taken a picture of the man who was sitting at the same table as J. She also noticed


    another woman sitting at the table. She seemed to be J’s colleague.


    She cast a nce in the direction of J’s seat. At that moment, Elizabeth stood up and seemed to


    be going to the bathroom.


    Vivian also stood up and followed her. She retouched her makeup in the bathroom.


    After a while, Elizabeth came out of the cubicle to wash her hands. Vivian put down her lipstick and


    walked past Elizabeth. The lipstick in her hand was not covered, so it immediately left a visible red


    mark on Elizabeth’s white coat.


    “Oh! I’m sorry. I forgot to bring the lid with me. I’m really so careless.” Vivian pretended to panic as she


    stared at the lipstick stain on Elizabeth’s coat.


    Elizabeth was embarrassed as well. She removed her coat and turned on the faucet, intending to wash


    the lipstick stain. “It’s fine. I’ll handle it.”


    “No way. Your coat looks expensive. Don’t worry. I will pay for it.” Vivian quickly reached out to help


    Elizabeth in cleaning the coat. But in fact, she was just making things worse. She kept w*etting the


    clean parts of Elizabeth’s coat. In the end, half of Elizabeth’s coat was w*et, as was her entire b*ody.


    “I think we’d better ask the waiter to bring us a hair dryer,” Vivian said with an apologetic smile.


    Elizabeth nodded helplessly.


    Vivian smirked secretly. Brandon would have already arrived at the restaurant by this time, ording to


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