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.

quietly inquired, “Boss, what was Mr. Larson’s condition? I

Natalie’s

lips and refused

Brandon couldn’t help but

withering glare at the sound of his

she swiftly wrapped up her

her line of questioning and gleefully

Brandon’s hand and hurriedly

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

they exited the

a man waiting at the door, and

caught sight of Natalie and immediately

pleasure

ever the diplomat, she masked her distaste and

with guilt as he replied, “I’ve come to apologize

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

remorse seemed

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

from his pocket and extended

token of

deep dislike

Clyde’s hand and icily retorted, “Natalie

the ticket, Natalie’s eyes betrayed a flicker

wavering in her gaze and

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

well aware that no one in the design world

opportunity to extend an invitation to Natalie, not only

man ignorant of art hardly deserved

Brandon’s expression grew

expertise lies in business, not design

school art classes and his

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

touched his hand, signaling

regarded Clyde coolly, asking, “Is

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