The Double Life of My Billionaire Husband

Chapter 530

Before getting into the car, Johanna turned to her daughter and reiterated, “I’ve said this before. But if you are wronged in any way, you must tell us.”

“I know, Mom. Stop nagging, okay? Call me when you get home.” Natalie basked in the warmth of her parents affections. It was wonderful to have a family.

When the car finally disappeared into the distance, she let out a sigh of relief. The smile disappeared from her face. She looked at Brandon in the eye and asked, “Are you keeping something from me? Something to do with your condition?”

Brandon stiffened, but he was able to maintain his composure. “You know it’s just memory loss.”

Natalie’s frown deepened. “You seemed hesitant when you were asked about the side effects. It’s making me uneasy. I’m worried.”

Brandon’s mind raced as he thought of a way to dodge her questions. After a while, he raised his eyebrow and tilted his head provocatively. “You can see for yourself later whether something is wrong with me or not.”

Then, before Natalie could retort, he picked her up and carried her over his shoulder before striding back into the living room. He tossed her gently on the sofa and p**ssed his body against hers.

Natalie struggled halfheartedly. Her cheeks had turned a delectable shade of pink, and a playful smile was dancing on her lips. “Stop fooling around. All right, I trust you.”

She refrained from prying any further and focused on her parents instead. “Honey, we need to deal with this matter as soon as possible. The rumor has spread all over. My parents are worried and itching to do something about it. Dalores must be punished.”

Brandon plopped down beside her and nuzzled her hair, his eyes turning dark and unfathomable. His next words were spoken in a clear, blunt manner. “Don’t worry. Dalores cannot escape.”

sped

her eyes wide and a little crazed. She clutched her phone with one hand while

Marks Studio

the time, Tasha was busy taking care

sorted out the projects she had been handling and handed them over. “Tasha,” she said with some reluctance. “Is it possible for me to enter the clothing room for the last time? I just want to take one last look at the dresses. I don’t think I will be returning to

brief moment’s hesitation, Tasha agreed to

inside, Dalores shut the door behind her and went on a rampage on Estella’s dress, cutting it up to

to see how you b*tches explain

studio, just as Mrs. Fuller had done last time. To her dismay, she waited and waited,

the end, Dalores was unable to contain her anxiety

had no idea that you resigned until I went to get my dress earlier.” Estella was obviously in a foul mood, and she was about to hang up when

left W Marks, I heard that some clumsy designer damaged your dress. Did the studio compensate you for

didn’t even notify me that you intended to resign! How negligent of you. With that kind of attitude,

her way at all. Why was it that Natalie always managed to wheedle her way out of danger? And so, when rumors about Natalie and Draco’s relationship reached Dalores, she wasted no time bribing several sketchy reporters to expose this supposed

were quickly supp**ssed by the Larson Group. Not only that, but Dalores received lawyer’s

likelihood of a jail sentence looming over her head, Dalores packed up her things and drove out

heard of Brandon, of course. He was known for his ruthlessness, and was often likened to Satan himself. Needless to say, Dalores found herself regretting everything

was still fuming about her circumstances as she glanced at the rearview mirror again. This time, she saw a number of cars tailing her at an alarming speed. In fact, they were about to overtake