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.

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

Natalie’s cheeks

her lips and refused to indulge Lexi’s

Brandon

a withering glare at the sound of

she swiftly wrapped up her

line of questioning and gleefully

Natalie grasped Brandon’s hand and hurriedly ushered him

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

in hand, they exited the studio,

a man waiting at the

of Natalie and immediately beamed, approaching

pleasure to meet

diplomat, she masked her distaste and inquired coolly, “Mr. Lambert,

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

Natalie responded, “Accidents happen, Mr. Lambert. Don’t dwell on it. If there’s nothing else, please take

seemed to

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

from his pocket and extended it

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

harbored a deep

the ticket in Clyde’s hand and icily retorted, “Natalie has no intention of

seeing the ticket, Natalie’s eyes betrayed

in her gaze and couldn’t

to an art exhibition held by the esteemed Nelson Nixon. He mentored the famed designer, Draco Wesley, and is a renowned artist within the

the design world could resist the allure

only to spend time alone with her

man ignorant of art hardly deserved to be

Natalie wavered, Brandon’s expression grew

Larson, your expertise lies in business, not design or

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

desired entrance to Nelson’s exhibition, he could

and gently touched his hand, signaling

regarded Clyde coolly, asking,