The Double Life of My Billionaire Husband

Tiffany pursed her ruddy lips, feeling helpless. She put away the design draft, stood up, and nodded. “Okay, we’ll go back and discuss it again. Sorry for bothering you two.”

When they entered the elevator, Tiffany turned to look at Natalie. “What happened? Did you offend that woman?”

Natalie didn’t know what to say. The feud between her and the Quinn family was complicated. “Well, that was a long time ago,” she said, letting out a weary sigh.

Tiffany rubbed her temples and nodded. She looked effortlessly beautiful when she arched her eyebrows. “I didn’t expect you to offend someone. After all, considering your kind nature, I didn’t think you were capable of rubbing people the wrong way.”

A smile stretched across Natalie’s lips. “Ms. Fisher, since they don’t want mine, why don’t we use someone else’s design?”

“Yeah. That’s the only solution. We have no other choice.” Tiffany rubbed her sore shoulder and said, “We are so unlucky to have met such a vindictive client who couldn’t draw a line between their professional and personal life. Well, you go back to the company first. I’ll go to meet another client.”

Natalie nodded, thinking about how hard Tiffany worked every day.

The elevator door opened, and the two walked out, one after the other.

However, before Natalie left the building, she saw Cassie walking toward her with an evil smile on her face.

Natalie’s face turned cold.

see, Jason is a

looked at Cassie. She was amused to hear her childish remarks. “Bar me from the industry? We’ll see when that happens. By the

looked at her beautiful painted fingernails and gently blew at them. “Well, his company isn’t doing well. I guess it will go bankrupt soon. That’s why I dumped him. You see, only a perfect man

serious ailment, and you dumped him.

say I’m a bane?” Cassie shouted, regardless of being

the woman’s screams, she walked out

the evening, the setting sun painted

a mug of coffee in her

the glass door to the balcony and walked to her side. “What’s up? Is everything all right?” He rested his hand on

her face softening with appreciation as

head and smiled. “Well, it looks

“No. I…”

told Sebastian about how and why Cassie had rejected her

it carefully and looked into the distance. His brows knitted together as if he

won’t be arrogant for

coffee. Her lips were upturned ever so slightly. She thought that Sebastian had only said it to give her

had more in store for her in the future, but for now,

had returned from Color Company last time, Tiffany had proceeded to choose another designer’s drafts