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.

Mr.

again, Natalie’s

and refused to

seeing this, Brandon

him a withering glare at the sound of

the hour, she swiftly wrapped up her

her line of questioning and gleefully

grasped Brandon’s hand

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

hand, they exited the studio,

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

of Natalie and immediately

pleasure

presence of Clyde irked Natalie, but, ever the diplomat, she masked her

apologize for my thoughtlessness last time. My actions caused you to lose

“Accidents happen, Mr. Lambert. Don’t dwell on it.

remorse seemed

you’re upset. I’m here to offer

a ticket from his pocket and

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

deep

eyed the ticket in Clyde’s hand and icily retorted, “Natalie

Natalie’s eyes betrayed a

the wavering in her gaze and couldn’t help

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

one in the design world could resist the allure of

not only to spend time alone with her but also to

man ignorant of art hardly deserved

wavered, Brandon’s expression

in business, not design or art. Nonetheless, you shouldn’t hinder your designer wife from attending

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

entrance to Nelson’s exhibition, he could easily acquire tickets. He didn’t require

gently touched his

Clyde coolly, asking,