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.

with curiosity, Lexi quietly inquired, “Boss, what was Mr. Larson’s condition?

Natalie’s

lips and refused

Brandon couldn’t help

withering glare at the

swiftly

of questioning and

Natalie grasped Brandon’s

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

hand, they exited the studio, bantering

man waiting at the door, and her

caught sight of Natalie and

White, a pleasure to

diplomat, she masked her distaste and inquired coolly, “Mr. Lambert,

apologize for my thoughtlessness last time. My actions

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

remorse seemed

White, I know you’re upset. I’m here

produced a ticket from his pocket and extended

of my regret.

deep dislike for

and icily retorted, “Natalie has no

the ticket, Natalie’s eyes betrayed a flicker

in her gaze and

Wesley, and is a renowned artist within the industry. His age advances, and this may very well be his final

in the design world could resist the allure of Nelson’s

an invitation to Natalie, not only

his mind, a man ignorant of

Natalie wavered, Brandon’s expression grew

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

performance in school art classes and his woeful lack of

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

and gently touched his hand, signaling for

coolly, asking, “Is