The Double Life of My Billionaire Husband

Chapter 595

However, when she saw Natalie arrive at work in Brandon’s car, her concerns dissipated.

Elizabeth appeared relieved and affectionately nudged Natalie’s shoulder, “I wouldn’t have thought you were so skilled at smoothing things over. Brandon was pretty grumpy yesterday. But he drove you here today. Spill the beans, what did you do?”

Natalie’s face turned red as she covered it with her hands and said, “I just clarified everything and we made up.”

“Ah, I see,” Elizabeth said with a knowing smile. Seeing the love bites on Natalie’s neck, she couldn’t resist giggling.

Perhaps it was Elizabeth’s conspicuous gaze that made Natalie aware of them. She quickly grabbed a scarf from the drawer and wr*pped it around her neck. “Don’t stare at me like that all the time.”

Natalie held her flaming cheeks with her hands, feeling extremely embarrassed.

“Did I see something? No! The thing is, Derek’s manager sent me the final confirmation message, requesting that I commence production on the clothes.” All things being equal, Elizabeth had successfully acquired the cooperation.

Exhaling a sigh of relief, Natalie said, “Derek won’t be a thorn in our side anymore.”

Elizabeth nodded with a grin and mentioned another thing before leaving, “Estella called the studio this morning in a hurry, looking for you. I assume she couldn’t get through to you, so she called the studio. Be sure to call her back promptly. She sounded quite flustered.”

Natalie then called Estella.

of the earth. Remember to come to the award ceremony this weekend. I’ve told the organizers that you are the

Natalie smiled. She hadn’t expected Estella to invite her,

for such a little thing, how could Estella keep calling her instead of sending her a message

you have anything else for which you need my assistance?”

phone. “You do know

and then continued, “I’d like you to do me one last favor. Since our collaboration is about to come to

Then she refused without hesitation. “I’m afraid I can’t help you this time. Last time, I promised you without his permission. He was already upset. I can’t

me, Natalie. I’m not going to ask him for help this time. I’m hoping you can help me ask your

soft. “I want

to ask for leave on weekends? Oh my

why I asked Sean to

we met. Instead of

tell you last time?”

on my own, but I can ask him for you when I go

home in the evening, he immediately saw Natalie busy

been working so hard all day that he didn’t even have time for lunch. He even felt a dull pain in his stomach in the

the delicious aroma of the food,