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.

“Is

his lips. “Mr. Lambert, what a coincidence. I happen to be the real client of this order. Perhaps you should discuss the design of this apparel with me,” he said casually but with a

frowned, feeling surprised.

kept this information secret. The only thing the public knew was that a mysterious rich man had entrusted Natalie to design clothes,

way, Clyde had no reason to send Brandon

obvious on his face

the last bit of patience he had. It was a losing battle. His

an extensive plan to get Natalie alone

in the end, Brandon trampled on it like trash on

Someone as disrespectful as him did not deserve Natalie. Natalie didn’t mind at all. Besides, she

his usual elegant smile as

of them talked about

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 you.

scrunched her face, looking skeptical. “Isn’t

smiled reassuringly. “You deserve this kind

frown persisted. She couldn’t decide

“I don’t think so.”

failed attempt to refuse before she could

Brandon. “Well,

and uttered in 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

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

is evident to all. Exaggerating her self-promotion will only divert public

negative rumors with her

a transparent attempt to drive a

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

Mr. Larson should

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

awaited her

Natalie

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

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

I do become an independent designer, 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

remained silent, though

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

particulars, Clyde, unable to stomach the

flashed