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.

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

again, Natalie’s

her lips and refused

Brandon couldn’t help

shot him a withering glare at the sound of

the hour, she swiftly wrapped up

of questioning

grasped Brandon’s hand and

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

in hand, they exited

waiting at the door, and her

of Natalie and immediately

a pleasure to meet

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

come to apologize for my thoughtlessness last time. My actions caused

responded, “Accidents happen, Mr. Lambert. Don’t dwell on it. If there’s nothing else, please take

remorse seemed to

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

produced a ticket from his pocket and extended

a token of my regret.

harbored a deep dislike

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

ticket, Natalie’s eyes betrayed a

wavering in her gaze and couldn’t help but smirk

designer, Draco Wesley, and is a renowned artist within the industry. His age advances, and this may very well be

aware that no one in the design world could resist

seized this opportunity to extend an invitation to Natalie, not only to spend time alone

his mind, a man ignorant of art hardly deserved to be Natalie’s

wavered, Brandon’s expression grew

your expertise lies in business, not design or art.

school art classes and his woeful lack of artistic

with art, if he desired entrance to Nelson’s exhibition, he could easily

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

coolly, asking, “Is your apology