The Double Life of My Billionaire Husband

“Did you spend the weekend in prison? You look terrible,” Gerda commented as she pulled out her chair and sat down, munching on a hot dog.

“The cooperation project I’m handling is moving so fast. I needed to work overtime for two consecutive days,” Natalie drawled and yawned. She was so tired that she felt she would doze off the next second.

“Were you able to finish?”

Leaning on her table, Natalie nodded weakly. “It was finished this morning!”

As the two chatted idly, Tiffany’s voice rang out from behind them. “Quinn, please see me in my office.”

In a daze, Natalie raised her head. Gerda shot her a sympathetic look then stuck out her tongue like a little child. “Sounds like you’ll need to revise your drawings. Good luck!”

Barely holding herself together, Natalie trudged into Tiffany’s office.

“You look exhausted. I never thought anyone else here would work harder than me.” Tiffany sipped at her coffee pensively, looking Natalie up and down almost sympathetically. Then, she spread out the design drawings on her desk and said, “The Color Company has sent these to the factory already. There’s no need for you to make any modifications. They’re very satisfied with your work. That’s all I wanted to say. You can go back now and take things easy.”

Natalie looked at Tiffany warily and asked slowly, “Is there anything else you wanted to say, Ms. Fisher?”

She found it hard to believe that Tiffany just called her in to praise her.

“No. Go back to your desk and take a nap, will you? I’ll pretend that I don’t see you slacking off.” The corners of Tiffany’s red lips lifted, revealing a warm smile.

Then, having dismissed Natalie, she fixed her eyes on the design drawings before her.

After lunch, a notification popped up on Natalie’s computer.

It was Brandon. “I heard that you did a good job.”

were thousands of employees in the Larson Group, and she was just a newbie. How could

job, Mr. Larson. I’ll do my best to keep

well-paid. Only Natalie herself knew that if she didn’t enjoy this

output. Given your progress,

“Really?”

beyond belief, Natalie lost control of herself and nearly

her expectations, but it was very much welcome, as it would

the surveillance video from his computer screen, staring at

been working overtime in the past two

office secretly, wondering if the CEO was watching

probably had

was still surprising that he would pay special attention to her, an insignificant employee, let alone

uneasiness and cheered up at the

I had to work overtime because I needed to finish my

she sent this message, confusion

did the CEO personally tell a newcomer that her salary was to

moment, Brandon seemed to read

yet time for annual evaluation for raises and promotions. Your raise is my special reward for you, which is why I’m the one

a sigh of relief and replied, “Thank you, Mr. Larson. I will work

she sent a smiling emoji

her first job. She was

Group was a huge company, too. Perhaps the boss was willing to shell out a tiny sum in

Natalie proceeded to

to get off work, Natalie was about to turn her laptop off when Brandon sent her