The Double Life of My Billionaire Husband

“Cassie!” The man was stunned when he saw who had called his name. Then he broke into a wrinkly smile. “Didn’t I give you my number last time? Why didn’t you call me?”

As he spoke, his eyes roamed over her body hungrily.

When she saw that she still had a chance, Cassie walked to his side and slipped her arm into his. “Mr. Sherman, I’m sorry. I wanted to call you, but I lost your card.”

Nobody cared that she was lying.

The man smiled knowingly and put his wrinkled hand on Cassie’s waist. He had been interested in Cassie ever since the beginning. His gaze landed on her bulging cleavage, lust filling his eyes. “Why haven’t you gone inside yet?”

“My friend couldn’t make it and give me her invitation, but the staff didn’t let me in.” Cassie stuck out her lower lip, batting her eyelashes at the old man coquettishly.

“In that case, you can come in with me. But you have to be with me tonight.” The man’s eyes stared into hers hungrily.

While he didn’t think that Cassie was that pretty, he couldn’t get over her because he hadn’t gotten her yet.

Then, he looked at his young female companion and said in a low voice, “You can go now. I’ll have my secretary transfer the money to your account.”

Hearing this, the girl glanced at Cassie indifferently. She didn’t know why Cassie was so eager to have this old man. Oh well, life was difficult for everyone, the girl supposed. It didn’t matter. Anyway, she’d still get the money, and that was all that mattered.

With a smile, the girl nodded and left.

The man brought Cassie to the dinner party as his plus one.

When they entered the banquet hall, Cassie heard glasses clinking everywhere. The magnificent hall was brightly illuminated, while the sound of saxophones and pianos playing stimulated her senses.

The Larson Group wasn’t playing around. The dinner party reeked of extreme luxury. There were even gambling tables and billiard tables by the side, for when guests got bored.

Cassie studied the crowd seemingly nonchalantly, keeping an eye open for her prey tonight.

the banquet hall, she felt like she had stepped

but the brightly lit hall

was more to it than she thought. Everyone seemed to be hell-bent on meeting some invisible goal, hopping from table to table and

took a glass of red wine for himself and a glass of

orange juice to Natalie. “What are you

gaze, he saw that she was staring

invited those design masters. They’re constants at international fashion shows. I didn’t think I’d see them here.” Natalie sipped at her orange juice absentmindedly, her eyes filled with shock and

her back and

from the Larson Group. I haven’t even been regularized yet. How could I possibly talk to those

casually put down his glass and glanced at Garrett

gaze and immediately sprang into action. As if he had just received an urgent order, he deserted the crowd he had been

around to see Garrett in a white suit standing behind

was he doing

Why did he take the initiative to talk to

smiled awkwardly and tilted her head

me to take care of you

the floor in shock, as though she was

Harding, are you sure? I’m just a

to the top designers in your field. They seldom come back. They all just happen to be here

more than usual.

looked at Sebastian, who nodded at

pinched herself to make sure

Garrett to the group of designers. Garrett cleared his throat and said, “Sorry to disturb you, everyone. Allow me

gone out of his way to introduce her, the

designers gave Natalie a thumbs up and smiled, which made Natalie