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.

what was Mr. Larson’s condition? I promise, your secret’s safe with

again, Natalie’s cheeks

lips and

Brandon couldn’t

glare at the sound of

the hour, she swiftly wrapped

her line of questioning and

able to exhale, Natalie grasped Brandon’s hand and

condition, she felt flustered and eager to escape the

hand, they exited the

spotted a man waiting at the door, and her brow furrowed

caught sight of Natalie and

White, a pleasure to meet

but, ever the diplomat, she masked her distaste

replied, “I’ve come to apologize

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

remorse seemed to

upset. I’m here to

produced a ticket from his pocket and extended it

brought you a gift as a token of my

deep

he eyed the ticket in Clyde’s hand and icily

the ticket, Natalie’s eyes betrayed a

in her gaze and couldn’t help but

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. Professionals throughout the industry are clamoring to attend.

one in the design world

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

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

Brandon’s

“Mr. Larson, your expertise lies in business, not design or art.

classes and his woeful

Nelson’s

and gently touched his hand, signaling for him to

Clyde coolly, asking, “Is your apology