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.

the door, eavesdropping intently. She nodded periodically and murmured, “I see.” Consequently, she was caught off guard when the door swung open. She stumbled and tumbled awkwardly into the

of eyes locked onto

regain her composure, Lexi sheepishly grinned, “I was just …

to Carly, “I’m so sorry, Mrs. Reed. My assistant can

of her rudeness, Lexi apologized as well, “I’m sorry, Mrs.

spirits, brushed the

assistant? What were you doing eavesdropping? I can’t imagine Sean ever doing something so

wished

me. I promise not to repeat such foolishness!” Natalie, not meaning to cause distress, waved her hand

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

had doubted Natalie’s confidence

water, she simply said, “I’m a

bubbled up at Natalie’s remark.

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

consequence of defeat, Brandon would have to serve

thought of the distinguished CEO of the Larson Group trading places with

The thought was staggering!

she inform Sean beforehand so that Brandon could

Lexi wavered

in Natalie’s studio because

was Sean’s junior at school, and she felt sincerely grateful towards

great personality, which was

never forget

work for, but now he was replacing her as Natalie’s assistant. So, if anything went wrong in the future, Sean would have to clean up the mess. After much

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

thought that someday he might

Sean picked

his eyes widened in shock,

was doing some paperwork when he saw the stream of coffee spraying out of Sean’s mouth and exclaimed, “Sean, has working overtime made you lose

he wondered how to tell Brandon about

learned from the text that Brandon had lost a bet to his wife, which had made him feel

found out that Sean now knew about his secret, would he kill him to keep

his temples and said impatiently, “I’ll be picking up Natalie later, so go get changed

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