The Substitute Wife My Poor Husband is a Billionaire novel Chapter 113

In the design department of the Larson Group Considering it wasn’t working hours yet, most employees were having breakfast.

"Why did you take the day off yesterday?"

Gerda munched on her sandwich and inadvertently glanced at Janet.

"Well, I had something private to deal with," Janet mumbled.

She recalled the passionate kiss she shared with Ethan on the sofa last night.

They had been kissing for quite a while.

Her lips had become numb after it.

Janet quickly brushed the thought away as her cheeks became hot.

Gerda arched an eyebrow and studied her face.

Seeing Janet giggle like a teenage girl, she understood what had happened.

"Oh, you went on a date? Lind, please control yourself.We are in the company now.Don’t laugh like a crazy, lovesick woman."

Janet immediately pursed her lips to suppress her smile.

"Oh, come on.Stop talking nonsense."

Gerda didn’t want to argue with her.

The sudden commotion downstairs caught her attention.

She looked out of the window and asked curiously, "What’s going on? Why have so many people gathered downstairs?"

Many workers were standing by the window, staring downstairs.

Janet also joined them to see what was going on.

Her eyes widened; she was taken aback for a moment.

In the middle of the curious crowd stood Bernie and Fiona.

Janet quickly ran downstairs.

Seeing her come out of the building, Fiona quickly rushed to her, carrying a kraft paper bag.She looked depressed and indignant.

Janet frowned at her.

"What are you doing here?"

Strangely enough, both Bernie and Fiona were wearing ordinary, wrinkly clothes, unlike their usual expensive ones.

They didn’t look wealthy and extravagant like they usually did but looked like two peasants who had just come out of their farm after work.

Fiona looked much older than usual.She looked like she was in her fifties or sixties, probably because she deliberately wore haggard makeup.

The dark circles under her eyes and her wrinkly face made her look pitiful.