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? I promise, your secret’s safe

again, Natalie’s cheeks

lips and refused to

this, Brandon couldn’t

a withering glare at the sound of

she swiftly wrapped up

abandoned her line of questioning and

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

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

hand, they exited the studio,

a man waiting at the door, and her brow furrowed in

caught sight of Natalie

a pleasure to meet

of Clyde irked Natalie, but, ever the diplomat, she

as he replied, “I’ve come to apologize

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

seemed to

know you’re upset. I’m here to offer

his pocket and

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

deep

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

ticket, Natalie’s eyes betrayed a flicker

the wavering in her gaze and couldn’t

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

in the design world could

invitation to Natalie, not only to spend time alone with her but also

mind, a man ignorant of art hardly deserved to be Natalie’s

Brandon’s expression grew

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

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

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

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

asking,