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.

was Mr. Larson’s condition? I promise, your secret’s safe

again, Natalie’s

pursed her lips and refused to indulge

this, Brandon couldn’t help but

him a withering glare at the sound

swiftly wrapped up

abandoned her line of

Natalie grasped Brandon’s hand

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

in hand, they exited

waiting at the door, and

caught sight of Natalie

pleasure to meet

Natalie, but, ever the diplomat, she masked her distaste and inquired coolly, “Mr.

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

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

seemed to

I know you’re upset. I’m here to offer a

ticket from his pocket and extended

of my regret. I believe you’ll

a deep dislike for

Clyde’s hand and icily retorted,

the ticket, Natalie’s eyes betrayed a flicker

her gaze and couldn’t

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

one in the design world could resist the allure of

only to

of art hardly

wavered, Brandon’s expression

in business, not design or

performance in school art classes and

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

gently touched his hand, signaling for him

Clyde coolly, asking, “Is your