The Double Life of My Billionaire Husband

Chapter 672

“Drive back to the company, Sean.” Brandon’s voice was so cold it could make a person’s scalp tingle.

For the first time, Sean disobeyed Brandon’s orders. Crossing the road, he tailed Draco and Natalie not far away from them. “It’s dark so it’s hard to see clearly. We were probably mistaken. Maybe that is just a woman who looks like Mrs. Larson…”

Sean felt the guilt filling him as soon as he finished. How could there be such a coincidence? Did Draco know someone who resembled Natalie that much?

Nevertheless, Sean still couldn’t wrap his head around the thought that Natalie would cheat on Brandon It was simply impossible.

Brandon stared at Draco, eyes cold and vicious. Sean lowered his head as much as he could. Never once had he followed someone in such embarrassment.

Perhaps it was because of the cold sight from behind, Draco suddenly stopped and looked back. His gaze fell directly on Sean’s furtive eyes inside the car.

“Sean, what a coincidence! Were you following me?’ With a gentle smile, Draco stood in front of their car.

The woman beside him turned her head as well. Her profile was similar to Natalie’s but when she turned around, she didn’t look like Natalie anymore.

“Are they your friends, Draco? 1 thought they were stalkers and almost called the police.”

“There’s an old friend of my inside the car Mandy, can you wait a moment? I’ll say hello to him.” Draco pulled away from her and walked over to the car. A smile crept on his lips as soon as he saw the man in the back seat

and wanted to offer you a ride.” The lie made Sean red with shame. It was so clumsy

she simply had a resemblance with Natalie. Looking

you see it now? It’s not Natalie.” The gentle and courteous smile

the backseat, Brandon also saw Mandy’s face clearly. He breathed a sigh of both relief and embarrassment. Closing his eyes,

had pretended

company later for work,” Draco said,

backseat but couldn’t refute it. Instead, he gritted

He walked back

noticed that several other restaurants have

appreciate different styles only if they have a variety of aesthetic criteria.” Draco chivalrously

at

you like. It’s my treat.” Draco sat across from her. appearing lost

looked quite expensive. I don’t recall you mentioning any friend who owns a car like that.” Mandy casually flipped through the menu, her natural instinct

we’re not friends. He happens to be the husband of one

Intrigued. Mandy set aside the

Draco expressed, “There’s a possibility that he intended to inquire with me about something, but regrettably, the individual

inform him’ It seems like that guy will squander more of

just set down on the table and stated, “You’re aware that I prefer not to meddle in other people’s