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.

Mr.

Natalie’s cheeks

lips and refused

seeing this, Brandon couldn’t

him a withering glare at the

the hour, she swiftly

abandoned her line of questioning

grasped Brandon’s hand and hurriedly

Brandon’s condition, she felt flustered and eager

in hand, they exited the studio,

emerged, Natalie spotted a man waiting at the door,

sight of Natalie and

pleasure to

ever the diplomat, she masked her distaste and inquired coolly, “Mr. Lambert, what brings

tinged with guilt as he replied, “I’ve come to apologize for my thoughtlessness last time. My actions caused you to lose

Mr. Lambert. Don’t dwell on it. If there’s nothing else,

remorse seemed to

White, I know you’re upset. I’m here to offer

a ticket from his

a token of

a deep dislike

the ticket in Clyde’s hand and icily retorted, “Natalie has no intention of

Natalie’s eyes betrayed a flicker of

the wavering in her gaze and couldn’t help

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.

design world could resist the allure of Nelson’s

opportunity to extend an invitation to Natalie, not only to spend time alone with her but

mind, a man ignorant of art hardly

wavered, Brandon’s expression grew

expertise lies in business, not design or art. Nonetheless, you shouldn’t hinder your designer wife from attending the

school art classes and his woeful lack of artistic knowledge. His

he desired entrance to Nelson’s exhibition,

and gently touched his hand, signaling

regarded Clyde coolly, asking, “Is