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.

the connection between Natalie and Hannah, a plan took shape

get closer to Natalie, Clyde resolved to approach

countryside, capturing those images of Hannah and investing heavily in high- profile marketing campaigns. With considerable effort, he propelled the photos to the top of trending

at the summit of the trends,

as their encounter remained uninterrupted, Clyde believed he could capture the

in reverie, a knock at the

darted to

pushed open the door to the private room. The

the captivating

Natalie’s beauty remained unparalleled.

you the artist, Clyde Lambert?” Natalie’s dulcet

am,” he

charming smile graced her lips. “Nice to meet you. I’m Natalie White, the designer

Clyde inhaled deeply before cautiously accepting her

heard a lot about you,” she replied. Natalie’s smile was unwavering as she released his hand and seated herself opposite

self-assured smile

her eyes widening in surprise. “You

for her, he feigned confusion.

her face lit up with recognition. “You’re the Mr. L

it, I have a vague recollection of that encounter. Fate, it seems,

letting

design draft for Hannah’s garments

she tapped the draft. “This is the design for Hannah’s outfit, and the reason for our