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.

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

again, Natalie’s cheeks

lips and

this, Brandon couldn’t help

him a withering glare at

hour, she swiftly wrapped

line of questioning and

to exhale, Natalie grasped Brandon’s

filled with thoughts of Brandon’s condition, she felt flustered and eager to escape the confines

exited the studio,

man waiting at the door, and her brow

sight of Natalie and immediately beamed, approaching

White, a pleasure to meet

diplomat, she masked

with guilt as he replied, “I’ve come to apologize for my thoughtlessness last time. My actions caused you to

Don’t dwell on it. If there’s nothing

seemed to

I know you’re upset. I’m here to

a ticket from his pocket and extended

of my regret. I believe you’ll

harbored a deep dislike

the ticket in Clyde’s hand and icily retorted, “Natalie has no intention

Natalie’s eyes betrayed a flicker

gaze and couldn’t help but smirk

the esteemed Nelson Nixon. He mentored the famed designer, Draco Wesley, and is a renowned artist within the industry.

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

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

man ignorant of art hardly deserved

Brandon’s expression grew

continued to mock, “Mr. Larson, your expertise lies in business, not design or art. Nonetheless, you

classes and his woeful lack of artistic knowledge. His countenance

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

reaction and gently touched his hand,

asking, “Is your