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.

Mr. Larson’s

Natalie’s

her lips and refused to

Brandon

a withering glare at

the hour, she swiftly

of

grasped Brandon’s hand and hurriedly ushered him

thoughts of Brandon’s condition, she felt

in hand, they exited

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

caught sight of Natalie and

pleasure to meet

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

come to apologize for

Mr. Lambert. Don’t dwell on it. If there’s nothing

seemed to

you’re upset. I’m here to offer

from his pocket and

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

harbored a deep

gaze, he eyed the ticket in Clyde’s hand and

seeing the ticket, Natalie’s

detected the wavering in her gaze and couldn’t help but

perhaps you’re unaware, 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. Such tickets are now exceptionally rare. Surely,

the design world could resist the allure of

to extend an invitation to Natalie, not only to spend time alone with her but also to

of art hardly deserved to

Brandon’s expression grew

lies in business, not design or art. Nonetheless, you

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

Nelson’s exhibition,

touched his

Clyde coolly, asking, “Is