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

Natalie’s

her lips and refused to

Brandon couldn’t

him a withering glare at the sound

hour, she swiftly wrapped up her

her line of questioning and

Natalie grasped Brandon’s hand

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

exited the

spotted a man waiting at

of Natalie and immediately

White, a pleasure to meet

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

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

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

seemed

know you’re upset. I’m here to offer a sincere

from his pocket and extended it to

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

a deep dislike

frosty gaze, he eyed the ticket in Clyde’s hand and icily retorted, “Natalie

ticket, Natalie’s eyes betrayed a flicker of

detected the wavering in her gaze and couldn’t

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.

was well aware that no one in the design world could

only to spend time alone with her but also

ignorant of

Brandon’s expression

business, not design or art.

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

of his unfamiliarity with art, if he desired entrance to Nelson’s exhibition, he

Brandon’s reaction and gently touched his hand,

coolly, asking, “Is