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.

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

Natalie’s cheeks

pursed her lips and refused to

this, Brandon couldn’t help but

shot him a withering glare

swiftly wrapped up

of questioning and gleefully

grasped Brandon’s

she felt flustered and eager

hand, they exited the studio,

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

of Natalie and immediately beamed, approaching

a pleasure to

the diplomat, she masked her distaste

with guilt as he replied, “I’ve come to apologize

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

seemed to

upset. I’m here to

from his pocket and extended it to

as a token of my regret. I

harbored a deep dislike

eyed the ticket in Clyde’s hand and icily retorted, “Natalie has no intention

ticket, Natalie’s eyes betrayed a

gaze and

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

aware that no one in the design

only to spend time alone with her but

of art hardly

Natalie wavered, Brandon’s expression grew

continued to mock, “Mr. Larson, your expertise lies in business, not design or art. Nonetheless, you shouldn’t hinder your designer wife from attending the exhibition,

classes and his woeful lack

if he desired entrance to Nelson’s exhibition, he could

in Brandon’s reaction and gently touched

regarded Clyde coolly, asking, “Is your apology