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.

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

Natalie’s

lips and refused to indulge Lexi’s

this, Brandon

a withering glare at the sound of

hour, she swiftly wrapped

of questioning and gleefully

to exhale, Natalie grasped Brandon’s hand and

with thoughts of Brandon’s condition, she felt flustered and eager to escape the confines of

in hand, they exited the studio, bantering

waiting at the door, and her brow furrowed in

sight of Natalie

White, a pleasure

unexpected presence of Clyde irked Natalie, but, ever the diplomat, she masked her distaste and inquired coolly, “Mr. Lambert, what

apologize for my

happen, Mr. Lambert. Don’t dwell on

seemed to

you’re upset. I’m

produced a ticket from his pocket and

of my regret. I believe

a deep dislike

ticket in Clyde’s hand and

the ticket, Natalie’s eyes

gaze and couldn’t help but smirk

artist within the industry. His age advances, and this may

that no one in the design world

seized this opportunity to extend an invitation to Natalie, not only to

his mind, a man ignorant of art hardly deserved to be Natalie’s

Natalie wavered, Brandon’s expression

lies in business, not design or art. Nonetheless, you shouldn’t hinder your designer wife from attending the exhibition, should

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

his unfamiliarity with art, if he desired entrance to Nelson’s exhibition, he could easily acquire tickets. He didn’t

and gently touched his

coolly, asking, “Is your