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. Larson’s

again, Natalie’s cheeks

lips and

this, Brandon couldn’t

him a withering glare

she swiftly wrapped up her

abandoned her line of questioning and

Brandon’s hand and hurriedly ushered him

condition, she felt flustered and eager to escape the confines

exited

man waiting at

caught sight of Natalie and immediately beamed,

a pleasure

ever the diplomat, she

apologize for my thoughtlessness last time.

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

seemed

White, I know you’re upset. I’m here to offer a sincere

his pocket and extended it to

of my regret. I

harbored a deep dislike

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

Natalie’s eyes betrayed

in her gaze and couldn’t help but smirk

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

no one in the design world could resist the allure of Nelson’s

this opportunity to extend an invitation to Natalie, not only to spend

man ignorant of art hardly deserved to be

wavered, Brandon’s

lies in business, not design or art. Nonetheless, you shouldn’t hinder

his dismal performance in school art classes and his woeful lack of

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

in Brandon’s reaction and gently touched his hand,

Clyde coolly, asking, “Is your apology