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.

with curiosity, Lexi quietly inquired, “Boss, what was Mr.

Natalie’s

lips and refused

this, Brandon couldn’t help

withering glare at the

she swiftly

her line of questioning and gleefully

Natalie grasped Brandon’s hand and hurriedly

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

hand, they exited the studio, bantering

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

Natalie and

a pleasure

Natalie, but, ever the diplomat, she masked her distaste and inquired coolly, “Mr. Lambert, what

with guilt as he replied, “I’ve come to apologize

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

remorse seemed to

upset. I’m here to

produced a ticket from his pocket and

a gift as a token of

harbored a deep

in Clyde’s hand and icily

Natalie’s eyes betrayed a flicker

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

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

in the design world

not only to spend time alone with

ignorant of art hardly

Natalie wavered, Brandon’s expression

briefly, Clyde continued to mock, “Mr. Larson, your expertise lies in business, not design or art.

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

if he desired entrance to Nelson’s exhibition, he could easily acquire tickets. He didn’t require Clyde’s

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

asking,