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.

connection between Natalie and Hannah, a plan took shape in his

closer to Natalie, Clyde resolved to

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

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

their encounter remained uninterrupted, Clyde believed he could capture the fair maiden’s

at the door jolted him back to

gaze darted

pushed open the door to the private room.

heart thundered as the captivating woman

Natalie’s beauty remained unparalleled.

Clyde Lambert?” Natalie’s dulcet tones

I am,” he

lips. “Nice to meet you. I’m Natalie White,

Clyde inhaled deeply before cautiously accepting her outstretched hand, feigning composure. “Hello,

replied. Natalie’s smile was unwavering as she released his hand and

self-assured smile

Clyde’s face for a moment, her eyes widening in surprise. “You look familiar. Have we met

Clyde poured tea for her,

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

as he exclaimed, “Now that you mention it,

chuckled, letting the subject

garments from

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