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

again, Natalie’s cheeks

her lips and

Brandon couldn’t

withering glare

she swiftly wrapped up her

of questioning and

grasped Brandon’s hand

she felt flustered and eager to escape

in hand, they exited the studio, bantering

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

Natalie and

pleasure

ever the diplomat, she masked her

apologize for my thoughtlessness last time. My actions caused

Natalie responded, “Accidents happen, Mr. Lambert. Don’t

remorse seemed

White, I know you’re upset. I’m here

produced a ticket from his

brought you a gift as a token of my regret. I

harbored a deep dislike

and icily retorted,

Natalie’s eyes betrayed a

her gaze and couldn’t

access to an art exhibition held by the esteemed Nelson Nixon. 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

was well aware that no one in the design world could resist the allure

seized this opportunity to extend an invitation to Natalie, not only to spend time alone with her but also to undermine

of art

wavered, Brandon’s

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

recalled his dismal performance in school art classes and his woeful

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

in Brandon’s reaction and gently touched his hand, signaling for him to remain

asking, “Is your