The Substitute Wife My Poor Husband is a Billionaire novel Chapter 297

At Seacisco International Airport, the sky was grey and cloudy due to the winter are a large crowd close to the exit gate.

However, a man in a dark brown fur coat, black sunglasses, and a black hat stood out in the crowd.

His aura was so intimidating and majestic that people cleared the way for him and stared at him in awe.

As soon as he got outside, his secretary opened the door of a black Bentley and bowed.

"Mr.Lester, this is the company’s financial statement for this past quarter.Please have a look."

The secretary handed him a document politely.

Ritchie slowly took off his sunglasses and hat.

After placing them beside him, he collected the document.His eyes were filled with rage at this time.

Although he had good-looking eyes, they were scary to look at because of the menacing glint in them.

After flipping through a few pages of the document, Ritchie angrily closed it.He looked at his secretary with his eyes as sharp as daggers.

"I heard that our company was knocked out of the first show by the Larson Group this season."

A deafening silence filled the car.

Beads of cold sweat suddenly appeared on the secretary’s forehead.It was as if an unknown force was squeezing at his lungs.

But he mustered up the courage and cleared his throat.

"It’s true, Mr.Lester.It’s our fault.We failed to choose the right designer to handle the project this season."

"Of course, I know it’s your fault.I have had a video meeting with the director of the design department.Now tell me, why were you all hired? Was it to make silly mistakes? Or to bring good results? Are you and your counterparts dumb? We have headlined the Seacisco Fashion Week for many years in a row.We have also been in business before the Larson Group.How could you let them defeat us? This is ridiculous!"

Ritchie angrily threw the document at the secretary’s face.

His eyes were bloodshot and the veins on his temple were protruding.

Ever since he heard about the humiliating loss, his blood had been boiling.He was so mad that he gave the members of the design team an earful when he had a video conference with them.

The secretary quivered in fear and his face turned red.

He wasn’t directly involved in the matter, but he could only suffer his boss’s scolding in silence.

"Do you know the female designer who helped the Larson Group to win? I heard that the judges spoke highly of her work."

Ritchie snorted aggressively, rolled down the window, and rested his arm on it.