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

lips and refused to indulge Lexi’s

this, Brandon

shot him a withering glare at the sound of his

swiftly wrapped up

her line of

Brandon’s hand

thoughts of Brandon’s condition, she felt flustered

in hand, they exited

they emerged, Natalie spotted a man waiting at the door, and her brow furrowed

sight of Natalie and immediately

White, a pleasure to

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

tinged with guilt as he replied, “I’ve come to apologize for

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

seemed to

upset. I’m here to

ticket from his pocket and extended

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

deep dislike for

ticket in Clyde’s hand and icily retorted,

seeing the ticket, Natalie’s eyes

the wavering in her gaze and couldn’t help but smirk

within the industry. His

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

this opportunity to extend an invitation to Natalie, not only to spend

ignorant of art hardly

Natalie wavered, Brandon’s

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

school art classes and his woeful lack

if he desired entrance to Nelson’s exhibition, he could easily

Brandon’s reaction and gently touched his hand, signaling

coolly, asking, “Is your apology