The Substitute Wife My Poor Husband is a Billionaire novel Chapter 687

Chapter 687

Ugly Beast From Brandon’s conversation with Charis, he rarely left his office or spoke to anyone.

He didn’t want to face the gazes of the intrigued employees, nor did he want to fight with anyone and give Brandon one more reason to push her away.

Given her fragile mental state, it was difficult for her control your temper now.

knew better than no one who could barely keep stiff in these days.

The more he tried, the worse things got.

At that moment, he heard the door open. his office.

Thinking it was just his assistant who came to deliver some documents, I don’t know He bothered to look up from his desk.

“Put the documents on the table.” “Miss Turner, I am not your assistant.

A voice familiar sounded.

Charis raised her head and He met Janet’s smiling eyes.

“Mrs. Larson, do you have a date? if not please get out of my office” said Charis hatefully manifest.

This bitch must have come just to laugh of she.

Ignoring his refusal, Janet entered the office and He looked Charis up and down calmly.

There was Less than a month has passed since the last time they saw each other, but Charis seemed to have completely transformed into a woman different.

Although Janet couldn’t see his face with her mask and scarf, I could tell that the woman he was about to lose his temper.

“We need to talk, Miss Turner.” Janet kept his smile.

They were at the headquarters of the Group Larson, and she was sure Charis didn’t know.

I would dare to chase her away.

Charis gritted her teeth angrily.

just look at Janet wanted to skin the dog alive.

But since Janet was the wife of the CEO, she had to be courteous to her.

“Then please sit down, Mrs.

Larson.” , said with stiffness.

Charis unconsciously wrapped herself tighter in her coat, feeling uncomfortable and even a little shy under the intense gaze of Janet.

Janet sat on the sofa and crossed her legs with elegance.

“You set fire to the haunted house to kill me, right? Charis’s entire body stiffened, as if the I would have been struck by lightning.