The Double Life of My Billionaire Husband

Natalie anxiously held her breath, waiting for the call to connect. However, she was met with a cold robotic voice informing her that the number didn’t exist. It seemed whoever was after her had taken precautions to erase their tracks.

Realizing that the person who sent her the text message didn’t want to be traced, Natalie concluded that they had deliberately erased the number after sending it. Although she wasn’t tech-savvy, she knew it wouldn’t be difficult to accomplish such a task. This made her more certain that it wasn’t Charis’s ghost haunting her; someone was using Charis as a decoy to frighten her. But why? What did they want from her? Natalie wracked her brain, trying to recall if she had wronged anyone else who had been close to Charis.

“Hello? Earth to Natalie! You forgot to turn off the water!” Elizabeth appeared out of nowhere, tapping Natalie’s shoulder from behind. Startled, Natalie quickly turned off the tap.

“What’s wrong? Are you okay?” Elizabeth could see that Natalie’s mind was elsewhere and frowned in concern. “What’s going on, Natalie? You’ve been distant lately. Is it because of Dalores?”

Natalie looked at Elizabeth, seeing the worry etched on her friend’s face. “You’re overthinking things. Dalores isn’t bullying me anymore. Besides, I have my bodyguard now. She’ll think twice before causing trouble.”

Elizabeth burst into laughter, having heard about the morning incident. Suddenly, a thought struck her, and she looked at Natalie in confusion. “Why did you suddenly hire a bodyguard?”

As Natalie explained, the two friends walked out of the bathroom together. “Didn’t you hear about what happened last night? The billboard on our building’s roof fell down out of the blue. Everyone said it was an accident, considering how old the building is.”

Elizabeth, unaware of the full story, found nothing strange about it. Natalie saw this as a good thing; it meant Elizabeth wasn’t in danger. She didn’t go into detail and simply claimed that the bodyguards were hired by Brandon.

Returning to her workstation, Natalie noticed a large bouquet of fresh red roses wrapped in black paper on Elizabeth’s desk. “Oh my God! They’re beautiful! Are these from Jorge?” she asked curiously.

Truth be told, Natalie didn’t like Jorge for Elizabeth and had hoped she would break up with him. In her eyes, Elizabeth deserved a better man. Jorge had already proven himself to be a domestic abuser and drug addict, which worried Natalie for her friend’s safety.

Elizabeth blushed, her cheeks matching the color of the roses. She lowered her head shyly and pinched a rose petal, leaving a slight mark. “Jorge has been really good to me lately. It feels like we’ve gone back to how things used to be. I think he has genuinely changed.”

Natalie smiled but refrained from saying more. She didn’t want to dampen Elizabeth’s mood, but she couldn’t shake off her unease about Jorge.

a new design project. Mr. Wesley asked me to give you these materials,” Tasha approached them,

young designer

focused on runway fashion and rarely took on couture projects, she understood the

wasn’t well-versed in the prominent families of Barnes, she knew about the Harding family in Seacisco. Could

the Harding family from Seacisco. They also have a

quite some time since Natalie last saw Garrett. She had a feeling he would show up today. Anxious with anticipation, Natalie waited alongside her colleagues in the

elegantly braided, framing her beautiful face. Her eyebrows were neatly groomed, and

the room, searching for something or someone. When her gaze finally met Natalie’s, she offered a polite nod, accompanied by a gentle, somewhat distant smile. Natalie knew that Laney had been taking etiquette courses from Mrs. Harding, but she hadn’t expected such a dramatic transformation in

any boundaries, so for now, she pretended they were

“I need two outfits—one for my son and one for his wife. They’ll be

a flattering smile. “No problem, Mrs. Harding. We have swatches of almost every fabric here in our studio.

the dress to exude elegance and possess a conservative style. Many dresses these days are far too revealing and lack the dignity I desire. However, it

the one who would be wearing the dress. Laney sat

Harding. We can create exactly what you’re envisioning. It’s true that many dresses nowadays seem

the design to strike a balance between dignity and fashion,” Mrs. Harding

Harding. “Rest assured, we can deliver precisely what you desire. It’s rare

seemingly pleased with Dalores’ response. “Indeed, it is rare. Do any of you

the quiet Laney. Summoning her courage, she took a deep breath and rose from her seat. “Mrs.

to become the ideal daughter-in-law, especially when it came to taste. Mrs. Harding had already envisioned the dress she wanted for Laney when they arrived at the studio and hadn’t planned on asking for Laney’s

silence, she spoke gracefully, “I have one thought. The color of Garrett’s