The Double Life of My Billionaire Husband

Chapter 691

“What happened?” Draco asked lightly, a calm smile on his face. “You’ve never liked to meddle in other people s business.” Mandy rubbed her eyebrows in frustration. “It’s only because the order that Natalie received is so strange, so I have to meddle and take care of it. And now that we’re cooperating, I can’t have your reputation be ruined by Natalie. Or our collaboration will be affected and that won’t be beneficial for anyone.”

Draco nodded slowly. “I understand what you mean, but I believe in Natalie. And she is about to leave W Marks to become an independent designer. Neither of us should meddle in her business.”

Mandy avoided Draco’s gaze, her frown deepening. Despite his gentle look, Draco’s voice took on a somewhat stern tone, “Firstly, even if Natalie is cheated, she can handle it Secondly, this is my studio Every designer has my permission to use the VIP room to receive their client Mandy, you have no right to deny their entry.”

Mandy’s face darkened at the warning she could sense in his words. Forcing a smile on her face, she said, “Okay. I won’t intervene. However, you need to think about our cooperation as well. I don’t want W Marks to be considered low-grade. It will affect our project.”

At her words, Draco fell silent. Mandy raised her eyebrows and smiled, “Were working on making a dress for a famous diplomat’s wife, Brenna Olson. This is not W Marks’ most expensive order, but it is.

by far, the most valuable one. I’m working with you so we can push W Marks higher Perhaps it can even become more internationally recognized.”

Draco’s demeanor became colder Mandy could sense it, but she innocently blinked her eyes and continued casually. “I know you don’t care about fame and fortune, but Brenna has a bad temper If she thinks that W Marks Studio just accepts any kind of order, she could feel really offended.”

“Relax, Mandy,” Draco cut her off. “I’ve told you already that Natalie is going to leave W Marks. What happens to her after that will have nothing to do with W Marks or our reputation.” His voice was low and he spoke as if he was calculating the effect of his words before saying them. There was a coldness on his face, despite the easy going demeanor he was pretending to put on.

Mandy gave him a smile, albeit a forced one. “Well, I believe what you say.” She stood up to leave. “If that’s all, I still have work to do.”

Draco waved his hand to stop her. “Wait a minute. There is some information about Brenna’s order,” he said, taking out a document from the drawer and putting it on the table. He raised his eyebrows and said, “Let’s read it together if you’re free now.”

fabrics with Hannah. Natalie sent her back

up from the painting and nodded towards Dracos office. “It’s been a few hours, but Mandy hasn’t come

looked towards the office door curiously and found that it had

time to get off work Mr. Wesley and Mandy have been quite busy with their work these

casual, as she lowered her head towards the painting

he’s finally cheered up and ready

expected, Mandy only emerged from Draco’s office when it was time to get off

leave, having packed all their things. However, Mandy stopped them before

asked with her red lips curved up in a sly smile. Elizabeth stood

and smiled, “I’m not asking you to stay as well. Why do you

sleeve and gestured toward the stairs. “Frank is waiting for you

you can handle this” Elizabeth worriedly whispered in Natalie’s

Now, go.” Natalie watched Elizabeth’s figure disappear into the distance before turning to face Mandy. With a faint smile, she gestured toward the office and said, “Shall

looked around expressionlessly and replied, “Let’s talk here. I won’t be

W Marks Studio? My

would I go?” Natalie retorted with a confused expression and a helpless

tell me you’re content with using Draco’s resources forever? Surely, you must have some ambition of your own.

give it a shot under my own name for the time being.” What Mandy had said made sense, though. If Natalie were to become an independent designer, she

it, it seemed that she had to choose a suitable place of her own soon. In Mandy’s eyes, she must look like

chin and suddenly let out a sardonic laugh. “Aren’t your husband and parents going to lend you a hand,” she