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.

was Mr. Larson’s condition? I promise, your secret’s

again, Natalie’s cheeks

pursed her lips and refused to

seeing this, Brandon couldn’t

withering glare at the sound of

the hour, she swiftly

her line of

exhale, Natalie grasped Brandon’s hand

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

in hand, they exited

emerged, Natalie spotted a man waiting at the

of Natalie and immediately beamed, approaching

pleasure

the diplomat, she masked her distaste

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

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

remorse seemed to

I’m here

his

of my regret. I believe you’ll

a deep dislike for

eyed the ticket in Clyde’s hand and icily retorted, “Natalie has

ticket, Natalie’s eyes betrayed a flicker

in her gaze and couldn’t help

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

design world could resist

to Natalie, not only to spend time alone with her but also to

man ignorant of art

Brandon’s expression grew

design

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

art, if he desired entrance to Nelson’s exhibition, he could easily acquire tickets. He

touched his hand,

Clyde coolly, asking,