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.

Brandon raised his eyebrows and asked, “Is that

arrogant smile appeared on his lips. “Mr. Lambert, what a coincidence. I happen to be the real client of this order. Perhaps you should discuss the

surprised. This

The only thing the public knew was that a mysterious rich man had entrusted Natalie to design

no reason to send

anger was obvious on his face

of patience he had.

formulated an extensive plan to get Natalie alone

trampled on it

who knew nothing but business. Someone as disrespectful as him did not deserve Natalie. Natalie didn’t mind at all. Besides, she thought that as the client, Brandon had the right to discuss

smiling his usual elegant smile as he returned to

them talked

successful independent designer, I believe,” Clyde said, analyzing the matter logically. “I will reveal your identity on social media platforms at some point and arrange an exclusive interview with

face, looking skeptical. “Isn’t

smiled reassuringly. “You deserve this kind

frown persisted. She couldn’t

“I don’t think so.”

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

frown deepened, betraying his displeasure as he turned to Brandon. “Well,

hushed tone, “The essence of fashion design lies within the creation, not the creator.

“It’s called establishing a personal brand, Mr. Larson. Haven’t you

countered, “Natalie’s lineage is evident to all. Exaggerating her self-promotion will only divert public

Miss White can disperse any negative

a transparent attempt to drive a

barely masking the simmering anger. “Natalie is my wife. I comprehend her nature better than you could,

“Then Mr. Larson

dispute, Brandon’s eyes softened as they met Natalie’s.

awaited her

Natalie lapsed into deep

Mr. Lambert, but I concur that

disappointment palpable, Clyde argued, “Given Miss White’s

endeavor. I’m essentially a novice in the industry. That’s why I prefer not to be too flamboyant. My current goal is to establish a solid reputation for my designs and introduce them to the

remained silent, though his

nodded reluctantly. “Then let’s proceed with your approach, Miss

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

Brandon arched an eyebrow and flashed a provocative grin. Clyde’s