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

Natalie’s

pursed her lips and

Brandon

glare at the sound

the hour, she swiftly wrapped up

her line of

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

thoughts of Brandon’s condition, she felt

exited the studio,

man waiting at

sight of Natalie

White, a pleasure

unexpected presence of Clyde irked Natalie, but, ever the diplomat, she masked her distaste and inquired coolly, “Mr. Lambert, what

“I’ve come to apologize for my thoughtlessness last time. My actions

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

remorse seemed to

I’m here to offer a sincere

produced a ticket from his pocket and extended it to

brought you a gift as a token of my

deep dislike for

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

Natalie’s

in her gaze and

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

the design world could resist the

Natalie, not only to spend time alone with her but

a man ignorant of

Brandon’s expression grew

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

classes and his woeful lack of artistic knowledge. His

of his unfamiliarity with art, if he desired entrance to Nelson’s exhibition, he could easily acquire tickets. He

found amusement in Brandon’s reaction and gently touched his hand, signaling

Clyde coolly, asking, “Is your apology