The Double Life of My Billionaire Husband

“Okay.”

Elizabeth paused and changed the subject.

“You know, you’re the most passionate colleague I’ve ever had the pleasure to work with,” she beamed.

It was rare for her to smile so brightly. She always appeared aloof and distant to other people.

“We’re all there to work.” Natalie said gently, returning Elizabeth’s smile.

“There’s no need to make our workplace such a mess, like Dalores does.” Just then, the waiter came to serve the dishes they ordered.

“This dessert tastes excellent.” Elizabeth said as she cut up a piece for Natalie.

“I’ve eaten here before, and I was not disappointed!”

After taking a bite, Natalie was amazed by its exquisite taste. She then remembered that Brandon enjoyed such sweets in the past.

The women had been starving when they arrived, so their attention was diverted to the food as soon as it was laid out on the table.

As such, they failed to notice a man in a black turtleneck sweater sitting in the far corner of the was holding up the menu to cover most of his face as he stared at Elizabeth and Natalie. It was Jorge.

His eyes flashed maniacally as he gnashed his teeth together.

It was all he could do to keep from rushing over and beating Elizabeth up. But when he spotted Natalie’s bodyguard sitting just a few tables away, he had no choice but to stay put.

After the meal, Natalie and Elizabeth exchanged farewells and went their separate ways.

Brandon was already at the villa. He had already taken a shower and made himself some salad.

When Natalie came in, he had just sat down and was about to start eating.

“You arrived just in time. Do you want some?”

Brandon gestured at his plate with his fork.

As if on cue, Natalie let out a dainty little burp.

“No, thanks.I’m too full for tonight.”

chair next to him and plopped

brought back and pushed it in front of him with a

than

you have dinner

leaned back against his chair. He peered at the delicate piece of pecan pie on the

scooping up a spoonful

it? This is your favorite

He figured that

want?” he

huff, Natalie

find the person who has been selling our designs,” she said with

I’m pretty sure the police will have a hard

it was regarding

urge to ease the troubled look on her

would readily help Natalie with whatever she needed, no matter how outrageous her request was. He was just teasing her a little

‘ghost’. Looking for a living, breathing person should be

Natalie still wanted to

she should’ve been thankful that the matter was resolved

time and

wants to help

Brandon stared at the slice of pecan pie

suddenly had no appetite

colleague tonight-could it

to get too chummy with her boss, especially outside

he didn’t want Natalie to know about

later.I still have some work to do

food away and headed upstairs in

tilted her head to the side in

love pecan pies

memory loss have affected his eating habits? And why did

to give up.She picked up the slice of pecan pie and went to the

to eat

plate down in

into her puppy eyes and found them hard

a heavy sigh, he put

unexpectedly, he frowned and put down