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 so? Are you talking about Hannah’s

“Mr. Lambert, what a coincidence. I happen to be the real client

surprised. This

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

Clyde had no

anger was obvious on

pursed his lips, holding on to the last bit of patience he had. It was a losing battle.

formulated an extensive plan to get Natalie alone so he would

in the end, 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 didn’t mind at all. Besides, she thought that as the client, Brandon had the right to discuss the promotion plan with

tucked his anger inside him, smiling his usual elegant smile as

of them talked about

I believe,” Clyde said, analyzing the matter logically. “I will reveal your identity on social media platforms at some point

scrunched her face, looking skeptical. “Isn’t it too

this kind of publicity.

frown persisted. She couldn’t decide what to

“I don’t think so.”

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

turned to Brandon. “Well, does Mr. Larson have

“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. She

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

Brandon countered, “Natalie’s lineage is evident to all. Exaggerating her self-promotion

Miss White can disperse any negative rumors with her abilities.

were a transparent attempt to drive a wedge between

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

Mr. Larson should also

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

Clyde awaited her

her brow, Natalie lapsed

“I’m sorry, Mr. Lambert, but I concur

palpable, Clyde argued, “Given Miss

That’s why I prefer not to be too

though his

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

unable to stomach

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