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 promise, your secret’s

again, Natalie’s cheeks

lips and refused to indulge

this, Brandon couldn’t help but

shot him a withering glare at the

hour, she swiftly wrapped up

abandoned her line of questioning and gleefully

Natalie grasped Brandon’s hand and hurriedly

condition, she felt flustered and eager to escape

in hand, they exited the

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

sight of Natalie and immediately beamed,

White, a pleasure to

the diplomat, she masked her distaste and inquired coolly, “Mr. Lambert,

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

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

seemed to

I’m

ticket from his pocket and extended it to

of my regret. I believe you’ll find it

a deep

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

seeing the ticket, Natalie’s

her gaze

Larson, perhaps you’re unaware, but this ticket grants 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 final exhibition. Professionals throughout

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

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

mind, a man ignorant of art hardly

wavered, Brandon’s expression grew

“Mr. Larson, your expertise lies in business, not design or art. Nonetheless, you shouldn’t hinder your designer

in school art classes and his woeful lack of artistic knowledge. His countenance darkened

entrance to Nelson’s

amusement in Brandon’s reaction and gently touched his

asking,