The Double Life of My Billionaire Husband

Chapter 749

The man on the other end of the line did not expect her response to be so cordial but distant. A wave of disappointment washed over him. “Yes, it is,” he answered.

It had only been a few months, but Natalie no longer recognized his voice.

As things turned out, the man on the phone was none other than Clyde Lambert himself, one of Natalie’s former pursuers.

“It’s nice to meet you. My name is Natalie.”

The change in Clyde’s tone escaped her, and she continued to speak in a polite and professional manner. “If you take a look at the photos you posted today, the old lady is wearing one of my designs.”

Clyde let out a small sigh. “Yes, I know. What can I do for you?”

On the other side, Natalie straightened her back, turning stiff with nervousness. “Here’s the thing. I’m going to start my studio’s official account on the major social media platforms soon. I’ve seen your work, and I think your photos are amazing. I’d like to enlist your help in publicizing our studio.”

A wide smile broke out on Clyde’s lips.

After a long wait, finally, an opportunity had presented itself.

“It would be my privilege,” he readily agreed. “But I think it would be better for us to discuss this in person.”

With his positive response to Natalie’s proposition, she gladly agreed to meet him.

The call ended with Natalie all smiles. She thought she had secured a promising chance.

Truth be told, his quick approval surprised her. Natalie had psyched herself to negotiate with his terms, but it had turned out to be

was cut short by Elizabeth coming over and

here for you. I had seen her

direction Elizabeth was pointing to, her

already anticipated that Vera would come to her one of these days, but she didn’t think it would be so

that she helped Laney escape hidden forever. If the

Vera’s eyes met

chin, the woman walked calmly towards Natalie, her gait every bit as graceful and refined as

feel the least bit intimidated. She was ready to face the

to a halt a step from

unchanging and impassive, betraying none of

knew why she

wordless battle, then Natalie stood up. With a smile that feigned innocence, she greeted her guest, “Mrs. Harding, it’s been some time since I last saw you. To what do I owe the

a cold look and

the meeting room so we can talk

motion

wanted you to design

by surprise at how

to mediate. “Well, Ma’am, did you already have a designer in mind? I can assure you that all designers

arrogant air, she said casually, “Do you have a good

left both Natalie and

and pleased. Elizabeth had her hands tied. She knew she had