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 promise, your

Natalie’s

pursed her lips and refused to indulge

seeing this, Brandon

shot him a withering glare at the sound of

the hour, she swiftly wrapped up her

abandoned her line of questioning and

Natalie grasped Brandon’s hand

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

hand, they exited the studio, bantering

Natalie spotted a man waiting at

sight of Natalie and immediately beamed, approaching

a pleasure to meet

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

he replied, “I’ve come to apologize for my thoughtlessness last

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

seemed

I’m here to

his pocket and extended it to

token of my regret. I believe

deep dislike for

and

Natalie’s eyes betrayed

gaze and couldn’t

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 final exhibition. Professionals throughout the industry are clamoring to attend. Such tickets are now exceptionally rare. Surely, you understand,

that no one in the design world could resist

to Natalie, not only

man ignorant of art hardly

wavered, Brandon’s expression grew

continued to mock, “Mr. Larson, your expertise lies in business, not design or

recalled his dismal performance in school art classes and his woeful lack of artistic knowledge. His countenance

of his unfamiliarity with art, if he desired entrance to Nelson’s exhibition, he could easily acquire tickets. He

reaction and gently touched his hand,

asking, “Is your