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.

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

Natalie’s

and

this, Brandon

shot him a withering glare at the sound of

she swiftly wrapped up

of

able to exhale, Natalie grasped Brandon’s hand

felt flustered

hand, they exited the studio, bantering

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

sight of Natalie and immediately

a pleasure to

presence of Clyde irked Natalie, but, ever the diplomat, she masked her distaste and inquired

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

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

seemed to

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

from his pocket

a token of my regret.

a deep

eyed the ticket in Clyde’s hand and icily retorted,

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

her gaze

is a renowned artist within

was well aware that no one in the design world could resist the

to Natalie, not only

ignorant of art hardly deserved to be

Brandon’s expression grew

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

his dismal performance in school art classes and his woeful lack

he desired entrance to Nelson’s exhibition, he could easily

Brandon’s reaction and gently touched his hand, signaling

regarded Clyde coolly, asking,