The Double Life of My Billionaire Husband

Leisurely sipping her coffee, Natalie replied, “I surmised that Mandy couldn’t fulfill your vision.”

“Oh?” Carly’s confusion persisted.

Was Mandy considered an inferior designer in Natalie’s eyes? “Please don’t misunderstand.

I have no intention of disparaging Mandy.”

Observing Carly’s perplexity, Natalie clarified with a smile.

“Quite the contrary, Mandy is a remarkable designer. However, each designer possesses a unique style. Mandy’s creations lean towards opulence, making them perfect for lavish galas or soirées, but ill- suited to your specific needs.”

The moment Natalie encountered Mandy in Carly’s company, she intuitively grasped that Mandy would fail to meet Carly’s expectations for a designer.

Natalie had laid eyes on Mandy’s work, undeniably exceptional in its splendor and intricacy, but ill-suited to Carly’s grandmother’s humble demeanor. Thus, Mandy’s design style was bound to be inadequate for Carly’s satisfaction.

Natalie’s silence that day was an act of courtesy towards Mandy, a gesture to avoid the appearance of vengefulness, as their relationship was strained by an underlying grudge.

Direct confrontation risked creating an uncomfortable spectacle and might sway Carly’s choice— an outcome Natalie wished to avert.

As a designer, Natalie’s professionalism and integrity resonated with Carly.

Despite her connections to the prestigious White family and her position as Mr. Larson’s wife, Natalie defied Carly’s initial assumptions of arrogance and indifference.

Through their conversations, Carly discovered Natalie’s flawless interpersonal skills and unwavering design expertise.

This revelation softened Carly’s demeanor, and she warmly expressed her relief, “I’m so glad to have such a skilled designer like you create clothing for my grandmother. I trust you’ll exceed my expectations.”

“Absolutely!” Natalie replied, her face beaming with confidence. Presenting her prepared design sketches and materials to Carly, she suggested, “You can take these home for your grandmother to review. If she’s interested, we can discuss further.”

Noticing Natalie’s thorough preparation, Carly nodded approvingly. “Alright, I’ll visit you another day.”

Having said that, she accepted the documents, flipped through a few pages to ensure everything was in order, and stood up to leave.

crouched by the door, eavesdropping intently. She nodded periodically and murmured, “I see.” Consequently, she was caught off guard

of eyes

sheepishly grinned, “I was just … walking

an amused smile, Natalie apologized to Carly, “I’m so sorry, Mrs. Reed. My assistant can

as well, “I’m sorry, Mrs. Reed. That was my mistake. I

high spirits, brushed the

to be a professional assistant? What were you doing eavesdropping?

wished

I’m so sorry! My curiosity got the better of me. I promise not to repeat such foolishness!” Natalie, not

relief and said, “Thank you, boss. But you predicted things so

had doubted Natalie’s confidence

sipped water, she simply said, “I’m a professional

up at Natalie’s remark. Suddenly,

another design, didn’t that mean Brandon had lost the bet between

defeat, Brandon would have to

CEO of the Larson Group trading places with her as an assistant was

The thought was staggering!

Sean beforehand so that Brandon could brace himself for the impending

wavered

in Natalie’s studio because

at school, and she

also highly capable and had a great personality, which

never

anything went wrong in the future, Sean would have to clean up the mess. After much deliberation,

was working overtime for Brandon. He was frantically drinking his coffee, trying to stay awake for Brandon

someday he might actually die because of his

mixed feelings, Sean picked

reading the text message, his eyes widened in shock, and he spat out

doing some paperwork when he saw the stream of coffee spraying out of Sean’s mouth and exclaimed,

he

Brandon had lost a bet to his wife, which had made him feel

knew about his secret, would he kill

the dull look on Sean, Brandon massaged his temples and said impatiently, “I’ll be picking up Natalie later, so go

up the courage to ask, “Boss, have you… have you ever been an