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.”

the chair next to him and

back and pushed it in front of him with a big

try this. It’s so much more delicious than the salad you made.I

have dinner

fork and leaned back against his chair. He

Natalie answered, scooping up a

to eat it? This is your favorite dessert. I brought

it. He figured that she must have a favor to ask

you want?” he asked

frustrated huff, Natalie put the spoon

you to find the person who has been selling our designs,” she

I’m pretty sure the police

it was regarding

ease the troubled look on

he would readily help Natalie with whatever she needed, no matter how outrageous her

“I can even find Charis’ ‘ghost’. Looking for a living, breathing person should be

why Natalie still

should’ve been thankful that the matter was resolved now

waste of time and energy

wants to help someone in

slice of pecan pie

had no appetite

told him that she had dinner with her colleague tonight-could it

too chummy with her

didn’t want Natalie

finding Jorge later.I still have some work

of food away and headed upstairs in a

to the

love pecan pies very

his eating habits? And why did he seem

Natalie decided not to give up.She picked up the slice of pecan pie and went to

not going to eat it?

plate down in front

looked into her puppy eyes and found them hard to

a heavy sigh, he put down the documents

frowned and put down the