The Double Life of My Billionaire Husband

“In that case, we’ll be taking our leave now.”

“I’m perfectly safe here” Elizabeth said as she walked them to the door.

“Don’t worry about me. The workers aren’t done moving things, anyway. The whole place is just a mess. Once I finished cleaning up, I’ll definitely invite you two back for a small home warming party.”

“Well, if you run into any problems, don’t hesitate to call me. We haven’t found Jorge yet, so we should be careful at all times.”

“Do you realize you’ve become as much of a nag as my aunt?” Elizabeth t**sed, though she did feel warm from Natalie’s words.

They exchanged goodbyes, and Natalie and Brandon made to leave.

They walked past the workers, who were still busy shuffling things around.

Jorge was lifting a cabinet when he accidentally met Brandon’s eyes again.

Fear immediately gripped him. He hurriedly raised the cabinet higher to hide his face.

Noticing that Brandon was peering at one of the workers, Natalie followed the direction of his gaze and asked, “What are you looking at?”

All she could see was a towering cabinet.

Brandon shook his head and looked away.

“It’s nothing. Let’s go.”

But the small exchange bothered Natalie, and the more she thought about it, the more baffled she became. She couldn’t help but crane her neck to take a few more glances at the man behind the cabinet. Upon closer inspection, she realized that this man looked a little different from the rest of the workers.

Firstly, his clothes looked clean and new, unlike the others’, which were worn out and stained here and there.

a glimpse

and well-manicured, with nary a scar or a scratch. He didn’t look at all

continued making their

could shake off the feeling that something was not

Brandon, only to find that he was already looking

raced

the third floor and blurted out, “That man just now!

really Jorge? Natalie’s eyes widened in

for Brandon, he had

at him since he entered Elizabeth’s place. It wasn’t until Natalie had spoken it out loud that

so,” he said

come here to exact his

gripped the banister and made to race back upstairs. She needed to prevent another sordid tragedy from

tracks and pull her back,

Natalie

to save her. Let me go,

stay away. I’ll take

cuffs. He tossed the coat over to Natalie and

to the car

in her hands, her heart getting heavier by the second. Her good friend was in danger, yet she could do nothing but to stand back

tried to rush forward and

her back at the very

I say,” he said, his

me in

opened her mouth to protest, caught herself at

frustration, Brandon softened

say, okay? I can’t save anyone if I keep worrying about you.I need to know that you are safe first,