My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

There were no further specifics after Brandon informed Janet the company would deal with the problem. Janet had no idea how
Brandon was going to deal with the issue. She didn’t dare ask him. That evening, Janet packed her things only after everyone
left.
Just as she left the company, she received a brief message from Brandon that read, “Problem solved, and the debt is written off.”
Janet’s eyes widened in shock when she read the message.
Then, she calmed down and wiped the sweat off her forehead. If they did this the legal way and the fraudsters were sent to jail,
Hannah still would have to pay the debt from a legal point of view since she signed the contract which was totally legit. Brandon
now told her that the company had dealt with it and the debt was written off.
Although Janet had no idea what exactly had happened to the fraudsters, she knew Brandon must have taken care of the
problem in a not-that-legal way,
The debt had been bothering Janet for a long time. Considering how Brandon had effortlessly solved the issue, Janet once again
realized how powerful he could be. Getting rid of fraudsters in a single day wasn’t an easy task. It reminded Janet of what had
happened before.
However, she couldn’t understand why a powerful man like Brandon was helping her time and again. Janet was a mere
employee in his company. They were worlds apart, and he didn’t have to help her.
The thought seemed to gnaw Janet’s brain. She was indebted to Brandon. Besides, the man lived a wealthy life. What could she
possibly give him to express her gratitude?
Janet didn’t know what to do. She had been standing in the doorway of her house, thinking about what Brandon had done.
As soon as she opened the door, the delicious smell of food greeted her. Ethan had become a better cook. He was a quick
learner and had started cooking all kinds of dishes after reading the recipes from cookbooks. Janet rolled up her sleeves and
walked over to him. https://novelebook.com/Ethan’s back — his broad frame and height looked similar to that of Brandon’s.
“Do you need my help? Where is Hannah?” Janet asked, glancing around the kitchen.
“She has gone dancing with the other elderly women downstairs. She asked us to eat first. Dinner is almost ready. Can you set
the table?” Ethan said as he ladled out the soup in the casserole.

It was just a simple gesture, but Ethan looked stylish and exuded a majestic aura while doing it.
As they sat down to eat, Janet stole glances at Ethan every now and then. He not only looked handsome, but Janet was
impressed by the way he carried himself. She couldn’t help but wonder if Brandon was also like him.
Janet immediately shook her head and took another bite of the food, shaking off the thoughts bothering her. She was losing her
mind. How could she compare Ethan with Brandon?
“What are you thinking? You seem absentminded.” Ethan propped his chin on the palm of his hand and looked at her.
After taking a spoonful of soup, Janet shook her head. After a moment’s hesitation, she said, “The issue with the fraudsters is
solved now. Well, Bandon solved it.”
“That’s why you look bothered?” Ethan asked, examining her face.
“I just don’t understand this. Why would a stranger offer help for no reason? I can’t stop thinking about it.” Janet had made up her
mind to ask Brandon why he was helping her.
An unease had settled in her heart.
“It might be a big deal for you. But Brandon is a powerful man. He deals with problems like this every day. It’s a piece of cake for
him. Stop overanalyzing this.” Seeing that Janet had finished eating, he stood up and began cleaning up the table.
“No, I don’t think so. Maybe it’s just a casual order to Brandon. But he still had to ask his subordinates to deal with them. I’m just
a common designer. Why would he go out of his way to help me? Brandon is a businessman. If he doesn’t have any other
motive and is helping me only out of kindness, why would he make a decision that would probably cause him huge losses?” All
of a sudden, Janet stood up and stared at the man who was cleaning up the table. “Ethan, are you hiding something from me?”