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.

quietly inquired, “Boss, what was Mr. Larson’s condition? I promise, your secret’s safe with

Natalie’s cheeks

pursed her lips and refused

this, Brandon couldn’t help

shot him a withering glare at the sound of his

hour, she swiftly wrapped

her line of questioning and gleefully

exhale, Natalie grasped Brandon’s

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

exited the studio,

waiting at the door,

Natalie

White, a pleasure to

of Clyde irked Natalie, but, ever the diplomat, she masked her distaste and inquired coolly,

guilt as he replied, “I’ve come to apologize for my thoughtlessness last

happen, Mr. Lambert. Don’t dwell on it. If there’s nothing else,

seemed to

upset. I’m here

from his

a gift as a token of my regret. I believe you’ll find

a deep dislike for

ticket in Clyde’s hand and icily retorted, “Natalie

Natalie’s eyes betrayed a

wavering in her gaze and couldn’t

perhaps you’re unaware, but this ticket grants access to an art exhibition held by 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 clamoring to attend. Such tickets are now exceptionally rare. Surely, you understand,

design world

extend an invitation to Natalie, not only to

a man ignorant of art hardly

Brandon’s

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

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

art, if he desired entrance to Nelson’s exhibition, he could easily acquire tickets. He didn’t

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

regarded Clyde coolly, asking, “Is