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.

what was Mr.

again, Natalie’s

her lips and refused

Brandon couldn’t help

glare at the sound

swiftly

line of questioning and gleefully

Natalie grasped Brandon’s hand and

condition, she felt flustered and eager to escape the confines of

exited the studio, bantering

man waiting at the door,

Natalie

pleasure to meet

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

replied, “I’ve come to apologize for

smile, Natalie responded, “Accidents happen, Mr. Lambert. Don’t dwell on it. If there’s

seemed to

you’re upset. I’m here to

from his pocket and extended it

a token of my regret.

harbored a deep dislike

frosty gaze, he eyed the ticket in Clyde’s hand and icily retorted, “Natalie has no

seeing the ticket, Natalie’s eyes betrayed a flicker

detected the wavering in her gaze

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,

one in the design world could resist the

to Natalie, not only

his mind, a man ignorant of art

wavered, Brandon’s

your expertise lies in business, not design or art. Nonetheless, you shouldn’t

recalled his dismal performance in school art classes and

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

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

coolly, asking, “Is your apology