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.

Lexi quietly inquired, “Boss, what was Mr.

again, Natalie’s

lips and refused

Brandon couldn’t help but

shot him a withering glare at the sound of his

hour, she swiftly wrapped up

her line of questioning and gleefully

to exhale, Natalie grasped Brandon’s hand and hurriedly ushered

with thoughts of Brandon’s condition, she felt flustered and eager

they exited

waiting at the door,

caught sight of Natalie and immediately beamed, approaching

pleasure

irked Natalie, but, ever the diplomat, she masked

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

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

seemed to

know you’re upset. I’m here to offer

produced a ticket from his pocket and extended

you a gift as a token of my regret. I believe you’ll find

harbored a deep dislike

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

upon seeing the ticket, Natalie’s eyes

wavering in her gaze and couldn’t help but smirk

esteemed Nelson Nixon. He mentored the famed designer, Draco Wesley, and is a renowned artist within the

well aware that no one in the design world could resist the allure of Nelson’s art

not only to spend time alone with her but also to

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

Brandon’s

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

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

unfamiliarity with art, if he desired entrance to Nelson’s exhibition,

Brandon’s reaction and gently touched his hand, signaling for

asking, “Is