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

again, Natalie’s cheeks

and refused to

this, Brandon couldn’t help

him a withering glare at the sound

hour, she swiftly wrapped up

line of questioning

Brandon’s hand and hurriedly ushered him

she felt flustered and eager to escape the confines of

exited

a man waiting at the door, and her brow

sight of Natalie

a pleasure to meet

but, ever the diplomat, she masked her distaste

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

responded, “Accidents happen, Mr. Lambert. Don’t dwell on it. If there’s

seemed

White, I know you’re upset. I’m here to

ticket from his pocket and extended it

a token of my regret. I believe

deep dislike

hand and icily retorted, “Natalie has no intention of accompanying

seeing the ticket, Natalie’s eyes betrayed

her gaze and couldn’t help

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

aware that no one in the design world could resist

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

man ignorant of art

Natalie wavered, Brandon’s expression grew

not design or art. Nonetheless, you shouldn’t hinder your designer wife from attending the

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

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

and gently touched his

regarded Clyde coolly, asking, “Is your apology