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.

date with me? Moreover, I can help you expand your knowledge of art. That way, you’ll be better prepared to

a sly smile gracing her

be my teacher?” Brandon narrowed his eyes, a hint

haven’t tried that

a confused look, Natalie said, “What do

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

akin to a feather teasing Natalie’s

feeling of foreboding welled up within

Natalie finally grasped what

the villa, Brandon pinned Natalie against the sofa, his voice hoarse and

want

cheeks flushed a rosy

man off her,

real teacher! Show some

his

But body art is also a type of art. Teach

her knees weaken beneath Brandon’s intoxicating touch, a fiery

consumed by passion and on the brink of heading

and pressed her hand

her hand away

time to answer

it. What

pushed him away once

“Fine.”

released Natalie, his gaze filled with

the call was from

answering, Natalie heard Hannah’s excited, aged

“Natalie, I saw it!”

Natalie asked, “Hannah, what did

Hannah’s elation was palpable.

you designed for me!

of relief, realizing it

and lived a solitary life in the countryside, which

Natalie had feared