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.

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

of eyes locked onto

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

Carly, “I’m so sorry, Mrs. Reed. My assistant can be a bit mischievous.

of her rudeness, Lexi apologized as well, “I’m sorry, Mrs. Reed. That was my mistake. I hope you

in high spirits, brushed the incident

Carly’s departure, Natalie teasingly inquired, “Lexi, aren’t you supposed to be a professional assistant? What were you

Lexi wished

earnestly apologized again, “Boss, I’m so sorry! My curiosity got the better of me. I promise not to repeat such foolishness!” Natalie, not meaning to cause distress, waved her hand dismissively. “It’s fine. Don’t be so tense. I

“Thank you, boss. But you predicted things

had doubted

sipped water, she simply said, “I’m a

remark. Suddenly, a

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

Brandon would have to serve as

of the distinguished CEO of the Larson Group trading places

The thought was staggering!

Brandon could brace himself for the impending role

Lexi wavered

in Natalie’s studio because Sean recommended

Sean’s junior at school, and she felt

was also highly capable and had a great personality, which was the reason Sean recommended her for

never

anything went wrong in the future, Sean would have to clean

was working overtime for Brandon. He was frantically drinking his coffee,

he might actually

feelings, Sean

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

of coffee spraying out of Sean’s

as he wondered how to tell Brandon about this

lost

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

said impatiently, “I’ll

courage to ask, “Boss, have you… have