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.

and asked, “Is that so? Are you talking about Hannah’s

appeared on his lips. “Mr. Lambert, what a coincidence. I happen to be the real client

feeling surprised. This was

had kept this information secret. The only thing the public knew was that a mysterious rich man had entrusted Natalie to design clothes, but no one knew it

had no reason to send

was obvious on his

to the last bit of patience he

extensive plan to get Natalie alone

in the end, Brandon trampled on it like

a barbarian 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 the

his usual

three of them talked about the

is indeed important to a 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

scrunched her face, looking skeptical. “Isn’t

reassuringly. “You deserve this kind of

She couldn’t

“I don’t think so.”

failed attempt to refuse before she could even say

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

a hushed tone, “The essence of fashion design lies within the creation, not the creator. A designer’s allure to clients hinges on their prowess. Natalie possesses that skill.

called establishing a personal brand, Mr. Larson. Haven’t you grasped that

Brandon countered, “Natalie’s lineage is evident to all. Exaggerating her self-promotion will only divert public attention towards her background, overshadowing her talents and inciting

White can disperse any negative rumors with

attempt to drive a

fierce glint flashed in Brandon’s eyes, barely masking the simmering anger. “Natalie is my wife. I comprehend her nature better than you could, and I’m more devoted to protecting

Brandon. “Then Mr. Larson should also

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

awaited her

brow, Natalie lapsed into

sorry, Mr. Lambert, but I concur that it’s best not to

“Given Miss White’s capabilities,

my personal studio is a recent endeavor. I’m essentially a novice in the industry. That’s why I prefer not to be too flamboyant. My current goal is to

though his disappointment

proceed

particulars, Clyde, unable to stomach the couple’s affectionate exchanges any longer,

arched an eyebrow and flashed a provocative grin. Clyde’s fists clenched in