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, your secret’s safe with

again, Natalie’s

her lips and

this, Brandon couldn’t help but

withering glare at the sound

hour, she swiftly wrapped up her

abandoned her line of

able to exhale, Natalie grasped Brandon’s hand and hurriedly ushered

condition, she felt flustered and eager to escape the

in hand, they exited the studio,

at the door, and her brow furrowed in

of Natalie and immediately beamed,

White, a pleasure to

ever the diplomat, she masked her distaste and inquired

“I’ve come to apologize for my

a polite smile, Natalie responded, “Accidents happen, Mr. Lambert. Don’t dwell

seemed to

you’re upset. I’m here to

ticket from his

of my regret. I believe you’ll find

a deep dislike for

Clyde’s hand and icily retorted, “Natalie has no intention

ticket, Natalie’s eyes

detected the wavering in her gaze and

Nixon. He mentored the famed designer, Draco Wesley, and is a renowned artist within the industry. His age advances,

was well aware that no one in the design world

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

of art hardly deserved to be

Brandon’s

business, not design or art. Nonetheless, you shouldn’t hinder your

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

with art, if he desired entrance to Nelson’s exhibition, he could easily acquire tickets. He didn’t require

Brandon’s reaction and gently touched his hand, signaling

coolly, asking, “Is