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 condition? I promise, your

Natalie’s cheeks

and

seeing this, Brandon couldn’t

a withering glare at the sound of

she swiftly wrapped up her

abandoned her line of questioning and gleefully

exhale, Natalie grasped Brandon’s

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

in hand, they exited the studio, bantering

waiting at the door,

caught sight of Natalie and immediately beamed,

White, a pleasure

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

to apologize for my thoughtlessness last time. My actions caused

a polite smile, Natalie responded, “Accidents happen, Mr. Lambert. Don’t dwell on it. If there’s nothing

remorse seemed to

I’m here to offer a

his pocket and extended

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

a deep dislike

and icily retorted,

Natalie’s

her gaze and couldn’t help but smirk

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

the design world could

to extend an invitation to Natalie, not only to

mind, a man ignorant of art

wavered, Brandon’s expression grew

not design or art. Nonetheless, you shouldn’t hinder your designer wife from attending

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

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

found amusement in Brandon’s reaction and gently touched

asking,