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.

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

Natalie’s

and refused

Brandon couldn’t

shot him a withering glare at the sound of his

she swiftly wrapped up her

of questioning and

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

of Brandon’s condition, she felt

they exited

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

Natalie

pleasure to meet

diplomat, she masked her distaste and inquired coolly,

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

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

remorse seemed

I’m here to offer a sincere

his

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

a deep

hand and icily retorted,

upon seeing the ticket, Natalie’s eyes betrayed a flicker of

gaze and couldn’t help

a renowned artist within the industry. His age advances, and this may very well

well aware that no one in the design world could resist the allure of Nelson’s

to Natalie, not only to spend

ignorant of art hardly deserved to

Natalie wavered, Brandon’s expression

briefly, Clyde continued to mock, “Mr. Larson, your expertise lies in business, not design or art. Nonetheless, you shouldn’t

school art classes and his

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

reaction and gently touched

regarded Clyde coolly, asking, “Is

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