My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

Charis smiled coldly.She had to admit that Tiffany was one hard nut to crack..She couldn’t push too hard, or she would risk
exposing her true purpose.
Charis pursed her lips and tried for a casual tone.
"It would be best if she proved herself innocent, of course." She cast a pointed look at Tiffany, letting it linger for a couple of
seconds.
Then she gathered the documents she on the table and stood up.
"Well, that’s it for today’s meeting.Thank you for your time, everyone." Tiffany couldn’t help breathing a sigh of relief as she
watched Charis strut out of the conference room.
*******
Janet didn’t go home as she was told.
Instead, she had been in Tiffany’s office ever since her return from the show.
When she had first stepped into their department earlier, she heard her colleagues discussing her plagiarism scandal.
Apparently, the issue had prompted the senior executives to hold several meetings, all on short notice.
Tiffany soon went back to her office.
She closed the door behind her and let out a long breath, as though she had just survived a fierce battle.
"Now, that was horrible," she said, pulling out a packet of tissues from her desk drawer.
She proceeded to dab at the sweat beading on her forehead.
"Charis wants to fire you, even though we haven’t gotten to the bottom of this issue yet.It looks like she wants you to be the
sacrificial lamb in her bid to save the company’s reputation."
And from what both women gathered, it appeared that the senior executives were already on board.
Janet was outraged.She jumped to her feet, her voice raised.

"Didn’t they say anything about conducting an investigation?" Tiffany rubbed her temples.
She could feel a headache coming.
"She agreed to look into it.Don’t worry for now.Just go home and get some rest.Try to steer clear of the new.They’ll only cause
you unnecessary stress." Janet’s lips stretched into a tight smile.
How could she possibly be expected to relax in such a situation?
After a whirlwind of a day, Janet was understandably exhausted by the time she got home.
Despite Tiffany’s warning, she couldn’t resist logging on to Twitter.
As expected, the scandal was already among the trending topics.
Janet spiraled into an endless loop of anxiety, she could barely sleep a wink.
She desperately wanted to talk to Ethan, but he hadn’t been around since her return.
It seemed like he was very busy today, too; she hadn’t heard from him except for that one phone call.
Frustrated, she dragged herself out of bed to get a glass of water from the kitchen.
She was still a little miffed when she stomped back to her room.
Her career was practically blowing up in her face, yet her husband wasn’t even around to comfort her.
The fact that she had never seen him this busy in a long time didn’t help, either.
Needless to say, Janet still felt horrible when she woke up the next day.
No amount of make-up could rectify the dark circles under her eyes, or the pallid color of her face.
As she walked across the lobby, she overheard yet another delightful conversation among her colleagues.
"Janet is done for this time.I heard that the General Manager of Lester Silk Fabric is coming today!"
"Really? He’s here?"

“Yes, his limo is parked at the gates as we speak.A group of senior executives went out to greet him when he arrived." This was
a surprise to Janet.
She hadn’t expected Ritchie to show up so soon.She hurried to her desk, out many stopped her just as she arrived at the Design
Department.
"Lind.The General Manager of Lester Silk Fabric is here, probably to discuss the matter of the plagiarism issue.Come with me."
Tiffany was just as bewildered by this development as Janet was.She knew they had no choice, though.
They might as well deal with the circumstances and be done with it.
Ritchie was already in the meeting room when the two women walked in.
His lips immediately curled in disdain when he saw them.
"That woman plagiarized the work of my designer," he thundered.
"When are you going to apologize and make amends for her actions?" He looked Janet up and down with disgust.
"Don’t tell me she is still working here? How can you tolerate having a deceitful little bitch in your reputable company?"