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.

curiosity, Lexi quietly inquired, “Boss, what was Mr. Larson’s condition? I promise, your secret’s safe with

Natalie’s

and refused to indulge

this, Brandon couldn’t help but

him a withering glare at the

hour, she swiftly

line of questioning

Brandon’s hand and hurriedly

felt flustered and eager to

exited the studio, bantering

emerged, Natalie spotted a man waiting at

of Natalie

White, a pleasure to meet

she

was tinged with guilt as he replied, “I’ve come to apologize for my thoughtlessness last time. My actions caused you to lose an

Don’t dwell on it. If there’s nothing else, please take

remorse seemed

I’m here to offer a

his pocket and extended it to

a token of my regret. I believe you’ll

a deep dislike

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

seeing the ticket, Natalie’s eyes betrayed

detected the wavering in her gaze and couldn’t

within the industry.

that no one in the design world could resist

invitation to Natalie, not only

ignorant of art hardly

Brandon’s expression grew

Larson, your expertise lies in business, not design or art. Nonetheless, you shouldn’t hinder your designer wife from

dismal performance in school art classes and

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

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

coolly, asking,