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.

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

again, Natalie’s cheeks

pursed her lips and refused to indulge

this, Brandon

a withering glare at the

hour, she swiftly

line of questioning and gleefully

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

felt flustered and eager to

hand, they exited the studio, bantering

man waiting at the door, and

caught sight of Natalie and immediately

White, a pleasure to meet

presence of Clyde irked Natalie, but, ever the diplomat, she masked

replied, “I’ve come to apologize for my thoughtlessness last time. My actions caused you

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

remorse seemed

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

from his pocket and

of my regret.

deep dislike

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 but smirk

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

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

invitation to Natalie, not only to spend

ignorant of art hardly deserved

wavered, Brandon’s expression

design or art. Nonetheless,

art classes and his woeful

he desired entrance to Nelson’s exhibition, he could

reaction and gently touched his

asking, “Is