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.

“Boss, what was Mr. Larson’s condition?

again, Natalie’s cheeks

and refused

Brandon couldn’t help

withering glare at the sound of his

hour, she swiftly

line of questioning

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

condition, she felt flustered and eager to escape the

they exited the studio, bantering

they emerged, Natalie spotted a man waiting at the

of Natalie and

pleasure to meet

she masked her distaste and inquired coolly, “Mr.

replied, “I’ve come to apologize for my thoughtlessness

responded, “Accidents happen, Mr. Lambert. Don’t dwell on

remorse seemed to

I know you’re upset. I’m here to

from his pocket

you a gift as a token of

harbored a deep dislike

Clyde’s hand and icily retorted, “Natalie has no intention of

ticket, Natalie’s eyes betrayed a

the wavering in her gaze

the esteemed Nelson Nixon. 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

aware that no one in the design world could resist the allure of

seized this opportunity to extend an invitation to Natalie, not only to spend time alone with her but

a man ignorant of art hardly deserved to be

Natalie wavered, Brandon’s expression

to mock, “Mr. Larson, your expertise lies in business, not design or art. Nonetheless, you shouldn’t hinder your

art classes and his woeful lack of artistic knowledge. His countenance

Nelson’s exhibition,

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

coolly, asking, “Is