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.

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

again, Natalie’s

and refused to indulge

Brandon

a withering glare at the

swiftly wrapped

of

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

of Brandon’s condition, she felt flustered and eager to escape the confines of the

they exited

a man waiting at the door,

caught sight of Natalie

White, a pleasure to

irked Natalie, but, ever the diplomat, she masked her distaste and inquired coolly, “Mr.

“I’ve come to apologize for my thoughtlessness last time. My

Lambert. Don’t dwell on

seemed

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

produced a ticket from his pocket and extended it to

a token of my regret. I

harbored a deep

ticket in Clyde’s hand and icily retorted,

upon seeing the ticket, Natalie’s eyes betrayed a flicker of

her gaze and

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 are now exceptionally rare.

was well aware that no one in the design world could resist the allure of Nelson’s art

extend an invitation to Natalie, not only

of art

wavered, Brandon’s expression grew

expertise lies in business, not design or art. Nonetheless,

dismal performance in school art classes and his

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

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

regarded Clyde coolly, asking, “Is