The Double Life of My Billionaire Husband

Chapter 756

“No, your waist is bare.”

“No…”

Exasperated, Natalie slumped onto the sofa, pouting, “Brandon, don’t any of these dresses please you? Are you just trying to keep me from going out?”

“I can help you with your career, too,” Brandon countered, enveloping her in his arms, nuzzling her cheek. “You don’t need to meet other men in person.”

He couldn’t help his jealousy.

“You don’t have to be so jealous.” Natalie shook her head helplessly.

“Fine, you can drive me there. While I work, find a nearby spot to wait. Just don’t interfere. Will that ease your mind?”

Begrudgingly, Brandon agreed.

Natalie and Clyde had both agreed to rendezvous at an upscale cafe, nestled amidst stunning scenery.

Nerves tingling with anticipation, Clyde reached the cafe early, eagerly awaiting Natalie’s arrival.

The photos he took of Hannah were no coincidence.

He’d known for some time that Natalie yearned to leave W Marks, aspiring to be an independent designer. Hannah’s garments were Natalie’s first solo endeavor.

Initially, Clyde puzzled over why Natalie would design for an ordinary elderly woman.

Natalie and Hannah,

Natalie, Clyde resolved

Hannah and investing heavily in high- profile marketing campaigns. With considerable effort, he propelled the photos to the

anticipated, upon seeing the pictures at the summit of the trends, Natalie reached out to him, even consenting

Clyde believed

a knock at the door jolted him

gaze darted to the

open the door to the private room. The

heart thundered as the captivating woman

Natalie’s beauty remained unparalleled.

Clyde Lambert?” Natalie’s dulcet tones

Yes… Yes, I am,” he stammered, struggling to control

to meet you. I’m

cautiously accepting her outstretched hand, feigning composure. “Hello, I’m

Natalie’s smile was unwavering as she released his hand and seated herself opposite

self-assured smile sent his

moment, her eyes widening in

her, he feigned confusion. “Have

thought, and then her face lit up with recognition. “You’re the

he exclaimed, “Now that you mention it, I have a vague recollection of that encounter. Fate, it

Natalie chuckled, letting the

retrieved the design draft for Hannah’s garments from her bag,

a professional, confident air befitting a designer as she tapped the draft. “This is