The Double Life of My Billionaire Husband

He inquired, “You want me to attend with you?”

Natalie batted her eyelashes innocently.

“Then who else should I have gone with? Clyde?”

“Absolutely not!”

Brandon snatched the ticket and examined it.

“Why do you want to bring me, though? I thought you’d take one of your designer friends, like Elizabeth.”

Grinning, Natalie replied, “Elizabeth already knew about this art exhibition, and she had asked Frank to get her a ticket a while ago.”

“But if Clyde hadn’t given you the ticket today, how were you planning to go?”

Brandon was puzzled.

With a pout, Natalie admitted, “I was still hesitating whether to attend or not.”

Annoyed, Brandon furrowed his brow.

“What’s there to hesitate about? As long as you’re interested, I can secure tickets for you. While art exhibitions aren’t the Larson Group’s specialty, I have significant clout with people across various industries in Barnes. Rest assured, I can acquire as many tickets as you need.”

Natalie chuckled at Brandon’s’ endearing competitiveness.

“Alright, alright, I know my husband is the best. It’s just that the studio has been keeping me incredibly busy lately, leaving me with little desire to attend an art exhibition. That’s what made me hesitant. But now that Clyde has sent the tickets, I can’t think of a reason not to go. Let’s consider it a date,”

Natalie suggested.

At her words, Brandon’s expression softened.

Natalie playfully shook Brandon’s arm.

knowledge of art. That way, you’ll be better prepared

a sly smile gracing

narrowed

tried that

look, Natalie said, “What do you mean? Haven’t you been to

wickedly charming smile, Brandon teased, “You’ll find out when we get

voice lingered, akin to

feeling of foreboding

home, Natalie finally grasped what his intention

soon as they entered the villa, Brandon pinned Natalie

White, I want

cheeks flushed a

to push the man

Larson! I’m a real teacher! Show some

his

my art teacher. But body art is also a type of art. Teach me,

beneath Brandon’s intoxicating touch, a

passion and on the brink of heading to bed, a

regained some clarity and pressed her hand

her hand away and

the time to answer the

What

him away

“Fine.”

gaze filled with frustration as she

display revealed the call

heard

“Natalie, I saw it!”

“Hannah, what did you

Hannah’s elation was palpable.

in a magazine, wearing the clothes you designed for me! I’m so

relief, realizing it

the countryside, which often made

had feared something had happened