The Double Life of My Billionaire Husband

Chapter 689

“Hannah stealing something from you is impossible. Not to mention just desserts.” Natalie wanted to roll her eyes. She didn’t believe it at all.

Mandy walked over to Hannah, her black high-heeled shoes clacking on the floor She took Hannah’s hand and forced her fist to open, revealing an almost crushed pastry. She smiled triumphantly and showed it to everyone. “See? This is the evidence.”

Mandy then threw away the pastry, took out her handkerchief, and wiped her hands carefully in disgust. Then she looked at Natalie and sneered. “You should ask the lady for an explanation. I never wrong anyone.”

Natalie panicked but she swallowed it down. Looking at Hannah, she said softly, “Hannah, don’t be afraid. I know you wouldn’t do this.”

Hannah was now red with embarrassment. She explained, “I didn’t steal it. I didn’t know the lady brought it herself since all the desserts were on the table. I knew you liked sweets when you were little so I just wanted to save some for you.’’

Hannah had been waiting in the VIP room for Natalie. She took comfort in the room’s luxurious decor and glittering crystal chandeliers.

She was overjoyed that Natalie had been able to secure a good job.

A female worker then entered the VIP room with desserts. “Miss Hamilton brought back sweets and tea for everyone. She asked me to bring some to the client in the VIP room.”

Both the black tea and the pastries looked appetizing and had a pleasant aroma.

“Are these desserts really for me?” Hannah was flattered. She studied the plate of desserts and thought them to be so exquisite.

After putting down the desserts, the female

her to leave before she picked up the dessert from

have an important client arriving shortly.” Mandy removed her white suit jacket and began sorting the documents she

caught the old woman putting the dessert she had

muttered sarcastically, “Are you stealing?

opened the door “Security, come in and take this woman out. And call the police to report that there’s

said, “You have to trust me, Natalie. I’m not

her, Natalie said, “Don’t worry,

and said, “This is my first client as an independent designer. For me, she is more important than any client. What you did to her was wrong, Mandy.

you say? You want me to

had now realized she made a mistake, her pride forbade her from apologizing to the poor woman

lot of people present, and

her teeth

rushed out of the door, regardless of whether or not Hannah

was not satisfied. She could feel that Mandy was insincere. ‘That’s not how you

“I think she’s a little embarrassed. Let her go. Don’t give her

“I didn’t expect that a big shot would suddenly join us. Did Mr. Wesley ask her to help manage the studio?” Natalie looked at Mandy, who

“She’s Mr. Wesleys friend and a famous designer. They are now working on a big project together. That is why she has been dropping by frequently. But she is not officially employed by the company. She was once well-known in New York’s fashion industry for her luxury style. Her design concept was to serve rich people. Don’t let such a misunderstanding cause a rift

not that

good. Let’s go over and formally introduce ourselves. After all, you will see each other often in