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?

again, Natalie’s

her lips and refused to indulge Lexi’s

this, Brandon couldn’t

a withering glare at

she swiftly

line of questioning

Natalie grasped Brandon’s hand and hurriedly ushered

filled with thoughts of Brandon’s condition, she felt flustered and eager to escape the confines of the

they exited

man waiting at the door, and her brow furrowed in

of Natalie and immediately beamed, approaching

a pleasure to

ever the diplomat, she

replied, “I’ve come to apologize

Lambert. Don’t dwell on it. If

seemed to

White, I know you’re upset. I’m here to offer

then produced a ticket from his pocket and extended

a token of my regret. I

deep

and icily retorted, “Natalie has no intention of accompanying

the ticket, Natalie’s eyes betrayed a

the wavering in her gaze and

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

one in the design world could resist the allure of

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

man ignorant of art hardly deserved to be

Natalie wavered, Brandon’s expression

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

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

he desired entrance to Nelson’s exhibition, he

touched his hand, signaling for

asking, “Is