Chapter 1010


    The Substitute Wife My Poor Husband is a Billionaire


    Chapter 1010 identally Hurt Him


    Confused, Sean spun around and queried, “Mrs. Larson, what are you trying to say?”


    In a mild grin, J said, “Tonight is all about Este. You should have a good time with her. Please


    don’t let me be the reason you hurt her feelings. In addition, it won’t help even if you tell Este. There


    would only be one more person worried sick about me.”


    “But…” Sean hesitated.


    It was around this time when Este walked to them. With a sly smile, she grasped Sean’s arm and


    added, “You ignored my several attempts to reach you. The host requests a group photograph.”


    Este grinned and pulled J along. “Hurry up! You have to be there!”


    “If I go with you, Mesue won’t find me when shees back,” J said, pinching Este’s cheek


    affectionately. “You’re the star of the show tonight. Take Sean and get some lovely pictures. Let me be.


    Remember not to drink too much.”


    Este pouted and replied, “Okay, be careful on your way back.”


    Giving Sean a gentle push, J smiled and said, “Go with Este. She’s all yours from now on.”


    After Sean and Este left, J nced at the clock on the wall.


    Mesue had been out getting the car for a while. Why wasn’t she there yet?


    J anxiously called Mesue. At the same time, she walked towards the entrance of the hotel.


    However, before she reached the door, she felt like someone was following her.


    When J looked back, she didn’t see anything suspicious, but that strange feeling persisted. The


    image of being watched popped into her mind again.


    J was convinced that there must be someone behind her!


    She’d been carrying a portable taser around ever since thest time she was involved in an ident.


    She stealthily reached into her bag. As soon as the person behind her got close to her, she


    immediately activated the taser and swung it at the person approaching her from behind.


    “Ah! Hey! Do you want to kill me with that thing?” With a shriek and a moan, J spun around and


    saw Derek lying on the ground, clutching his belly.


    “Why the hell are you here?” Surprised, J put away the taser and squatted down to assist Derek.


    “I’m sorry.” “Hey, I asked you toe straight to her and greet her directly, but you said that you


    wanted to give her a surprise.” Wilder was also rmed. He and J helped Derek to a corner of the


    banquet hall.


    Derek covered his belly and wailed, “My innards are in so much pain. Am I going to kick the bucket?”


    J also got anxious. “Don’t make a mountain out of a molehill. My mini taser isn’t that powerful.


    Hang in there. I’ll call the doctor.”


    “There’s no need. Just press it with your hand. That will do it.” Derek ced J’s hand on his belly


    and continued to cry out in pain.


    Staring at Derek with a poker face, J arched her eyebrows and grinned. “Does it work? Allow me to


    give you a soothing massage then!”


    She pinched Derek’s stomach firmly.


    “Ouch! J! You!” Derek was outraged but he didn’t dare to say anything. Realizing that his little trick


    had been uncovered, heposed himself and straightened out his suit. “Are you smelling a rat? You


    even brought a taser with you! If I had been snapped by my fans when I stumbled just now and it


    trended on the top search, you would be the one taking the heat!”


    Sitting beside Derek, J felt a bit guilty. “I thought someone was approaching me on purpose just


    now, so I defended myself subconsciously. I didn’t expect you to be here.”


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    Wilder stood in front of the two and said with a smile, “Don’t get him wrong, Mrs. Larson. Derek is here


    for the activity. Many film and televisionpanies want to invite him to film his first TV series after he


    transformed to an actor from a model, so he had been socializing just now and hadn’te to greet


    you.”


    Derek red at Wilder unhappily. He grabbed a strawberry from the table and popped it into his mouth.


    “It’s all because you’ve been pushing me to mingle with those female bosses. Otherwise, I wouldn’t


    have to wait until now.”


    Just a moment ago, Derek saw that J was about to leave, so he came to her after dealing with


    those old biddies.


    With a look of disappointment, Wilder pointed at Derek with his quivering hands and said, “You brat,


    don’t you know how good I am to you? You are on the verge of


    transforming your career, so you have to interact with more producers. They are all producers of hit


    domestic TV series. If you y ball with them, you can secure your reputation, which will be a feather


    in your cap in the future.”


    “Why are you always yammering like an old crow?” Holding his chin, Derek began to bicker with Wilder.


    However, J was thinking about something else.


    Derek must have seen her going at it with Kathie and wanted to help, but he was dragged away by


    Wilder all the time. Was this the root of her illusion that she had been under someone’s eye?