The Double Life of My Billionaire Husband

Chapter 757

“Who is this?” Clyde gave Brandon a confused look as if he didn’t actually know him.

Walking up to Brandon, Natalie intimately clung her arm around Brandon’s and introduced him to Clyde. “This is my husband, Brandon Larson.”

Then, with her usual grace, she introduced Clyde to Brandon. “This is Clyde Lambert, the artist who photographed Hannah.”

Brandon looked at Clyde and smiled provocatively. “I know.”

Natalie gazed up at him in surprise. “You know Mr. Lambert?”

Brandon glanced at Natalie and immediately, his smile turned fond. “I remember all the men who try to get close to you.”

Natalie’s face heated up all of a sudden. She gave Brandon a gentle punch and pouted, “What are you talking about?”

The scene before him was too sweet that Clyde clenched his teeth as jealousy engulfed him.

What an arrogant man Brandon was! How could the man just show up when Natalie and he were still dating!

He endured his displeasure, reeled it in, and calmly stood up before extending a hand to Brandon. He flashed a smile. “Hello, Mr. Larson. I’ve heard so much about you.”

For a few seconds, Brandon simply stared at Clyde coldly. Finally, he shook hands with him and smiled indifferently. “Hello, Mr. Lambert.”

The two of them just held each other’s hands, looking square into each other’s eyes with fake smiles plastered on their lips.

It didn’t take Natalie long to sense that something was wrong.

With a provocative smile, Clyde said, “Mr. Larson, you seem to be worried about me staying with Mrs. Larson. I was merely discussing the designs of Hannah’s clothes with her. You can rest assured.”

In his eyes, Brandon was just a businessman who knew nothing about art and design.

He thought that Brandon didn’t understand Natalie’s work and that was why Brandon was so hostile to him.

his eyebrows and asked, “Is that so? Are you talking

a coincidence. I happen to be the real client of this order. Perhaps you should discuss the design of this apparel with

feeling surprised. This

public knew was that a mysterious rich man had entrusted Natalie to design

had no reason to

was obvious

pursed his lips, holding on to the last bit of patience he

extensive plan to get Natalie alone so he would have a chance

Brandon trampled on it like

that Brandon was only a barbarian who knew nothing but business. Someone as disrespectful as him did not deserve Natalie. Natalie

inside him, smiling his usual elegant smile as he returned to his

three of them talked about

analyzing the matter logically. “I will reveal your identity

face, looking skeptical. “Isn’t it

reassuringly. “You deserve this kind of publicity. It’s

persisted. She couldn’t decide what to

“I don’t think so.”

cut Natalie’s failed attempt to refuse before she could even say

turned to Brandon. “Well, does Mr. Larson have any more enlightening suggestions?” he

chin and uttered in a hushed tone, “The essence of fashion design lies within the creation, not the

came swiftly. “It’s called establishing a personal brand, Mr.

with an indifferent glance, Brandon countered, “Natalie’s lineage is evident to all. Exaggerating her self-promotion will only divert public attention

disperse any negative rumors

transparent attempt to drive

I comprehend her nature better than you could, and I’m

with Brandon. “Then Mr. Larson should

eyes softened as they met Natalie’s. “Natalie, the decision is

awaited her

Natalie

apologetic smile to Clyde. “I’m sorry, Mr. Lambert, but I concur that it’s best not to be

Clyde argued, “Given Miss White’s

why I prefer not to be too flamboyant. My current goal is to establish

remained silent, though his disappointment

nodded reluctantly. “Then let’s proceed

out the promotion plan’s particulars, Clyde, unable to stomach

arched an eyebrow and flashed a provocative grin.