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.

what was Mr. Larson’s condition?

Natalie’s cheeks

lips and refused to indulge

this, Brandon couldn’t help

glare at

swiftly wrapped

her line of

grasped Brandon’s hand and

of Brandon’s condition, she felt flustered and eager to

in hand, they exited the

at the door, and her brow furrowed

caught sight of Natalie and immediately beamed,

a pleasure to meet

the diplomat, she masked her distaste and

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

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

remorse seemed

you’re upset. I’m here to

ticket from his pocket and

of my regret. I

harbored a deep

a frosty gaze, he eyed the ticket in Clyde’s hand and icily retorted, “Natalie has no intention of

upon seeing the ticket, Natalie’s eyes betrayed a

wavering in her gaze and couldn’t

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

no one in the design world

only to spend time alone with her but also to undermine

of art

Brandon’s expression

business, not design or art. Nonetheless, you

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

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

reaction and gently touched his hand, signaling for him to remain

asking, “Is your apology