The Double Life of My Billionaire Husband

Intrigued, Brandon countered, “A wager, you say? What are the stakes?”

Natalie mulled it over for a moment before a devilish grin spread across her face.

“If you lose, you shall serve as my assistant for a day at my studio—no excuses! Lexi can take the day off, and you’ll fill in for her.” Upon hearing this, Lexi gasped and waved her hands frantically.

“No, no! How could Mr. Larson possibly be an assistant?”

To her astonishment, Brandon cheerfully accepted, “I have no issue with that. However, I do have one condition…”

He leaned in, a wicked smile playing on his lips, and whispered his demand into Natalie’s ear.

Natalie’s eyes widened, and her cheeks flushed crimson.

“What do you think? Can you handle it?”

Brandon teased, taking delight in her embarrassment.

Face aflame, Natalie glared at him and flatly refused, “No, I cannot!”

With a provocative tone, Brandon taunted, “Lacking the confidence to follow through? How can you expect to win this wager?”

Natalie hesitated but remained resolute.

He continued to goad her.

“As the CEO of Larson Group, I’m willing to serve as an assistant, yet you shy away from such a minor task. How can you call yourself an independent designer?”

“Fine, I accept!”

Natalie gritted her teeth and nodded in agreement.

Defeated by Brandon’s argument, she would be branded a coward if she didn’t comply.

quietly inquired, “Boss, what was Mr. Larson’s condition? I promise,

Natalie’s

and refused to indulge Lexi’s

Brandon couldn’t help but

a withering glare at the sound

hour, she swiftly wrapped

line of questioning and

Brandon’s hand and

mind filled with thoughts of Brandon’s condition, she felt flustered and eager to escape

exited the studio,

spotted a man waiting at

of Natalie and immediately

White, a pleasure to

Clyde irked Natalie, but, ever the diplomat, she masked her distaste and inquired coolly,

come to apologize for my thoughtlessness last time.

responded, “Accidents happen, Mr. Lambert. Don’t dwell on it. If there’s

remorse seemed to

White, I know you’re upset. I’m

then produced a ticket from his pocket

a token of my regret. I believe you’ll

a deep dislike

frosty gaze, he eyed the ticket in Clyde’s hand and icily retorted, “Natalie has no intention of accompanying

ticket, Natalie’s eyes betrayed a

in her gaze

held by the esteemed Nelson Nixon. He mentored the famed designer, Draco Wesley, and is a renowned artist within the industry. His age advances, and this may very well be his final exhibition. Professionals throughout the industry are clamoring to attend. Such tickets

well aware that no one in the design world

only to spend time alone with her but also

of art hardly deserved to be

Brandon’s expression grew

Clyde continued to mock, “Mr. Larson, your expertise lies in business, not design or art.

recalled his dismal performance in school art classes and his

to Nelson’s exhibition, he could easily acquire

in Brandon’s reaction and gently touched his hand, signaling

regarded Clyde coolly, asking, “Is your