My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

Janet soon forgot her encounter with Kent, thinking it was a trivial episode, and carried on with her work. However, that evening,
as Janet walked out of the company, she was shocked to see Kent’s sports car parked at the gate.
Janet’s colleagues saw kent getting out of the car and began whispering to each other.
“Hey! Who is that man? Gosh, he is so handsome!”
“Is he waiting for his girlfriend? He looks like Kent Perkins!”
“You mean Kent Perkins from the famous Perkins Bank?” Janet was speechless. She wanted to sneak away. Unfortunately, Kent
had seen her and was walking toward her.
“Miss Lind, you were busy in the morning. Do you have time to have dinner with me now?” He walked towards her. Kent was
wearing a flannel suit; his coat was casually slung over his arm. He looked like a real gentleman.
Janet hated the confidence in his tone.She stopped and looked at him.
“How do you know my name?”
Kent thrust his hands in his pockets and looked into her eyes.
“It’s easy. I’ll tell you during dinner.”
“Sorry, I don’t have the time,” Janet hissed through her teeth.
At that moment, the setting sun cast an orange hue on her face, softening her angelic features. She looked breathtaking even
without makeup.
After a moment’s pause, Kent returned to his senses and asked patiently, “Do you have any specific restaurant in mind that you’d
like to try?”
Janet was speechless. ‘Did he not hear me?’
“I don’t want to have dinner with you, Mr. Perkins. I hope I don’t see you ever again,” she said bluntly.
Before Kent could utter another word, she turned around and left.

Janet thought that Kent would stop following her. After all, someone like him, born into a wealthy family, would have pride and
self-respect.However, the next morning, Kent was standing outside the Larson Group building again with a large bouquet of
roses.
Janet looked behind him and saw the driver holding boxes of expensive gifts. Janet ran away as soon as she saw him. However,
Kent stopped her before she could escape. His face softened when he saw the anger blazing in Janet’s eyes.
“Miss Lind, don’t worry. I just want to give you these,” he said, handing the gifts to her.
“I don’t want it, Mr. Perkins. Stop pestering me; it’s disgusting!” Janet snapped as she ruthlessly pushed the bouquet away
She couldn’t control her anger anymore. Seeing Janet storm away, Kent burst out laughing. He somehow found her adorable
when she got angry. Poor Janet was oblivious that her constant rejection had only aroused Kent’s desire to conquer her. Kent
always went after the things he couldn’t have ever since he was a child. He liked the challenge. He had a kick out of the things
that were out of his reach. Kent sighed and threw the bouquet into the trash can on the roadside.
There were thousands of ways to get a girl, and Kent was sure at least one such trick would help him get Janet.
The repeated failure made him realize that constant persuasion wouldn’t work on her. He had to find a way where she couldn’t
refuse his offer.
A smile emerged on his face. He immediately picked up his phone and made a call.
“Yes, this is Kent. I want you to customize new uniforms for our bank staff. Give the project to the Larson Group and ask their
best designer to do the job for us.”
Kent had never failed in getting what he wanted.
This time, he was determined to get Janet.