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.

see.” Consequently, she was caught off guard when the door swung open. She stumbled

eyes locked

“I was just

Reed.

Lexi apologized as well, “I’m sorry, Mrs. Reed. That was my mistake. I hope you can forgive

spirits, brushed the

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

wished

“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.

sigh of relief and said, “Thank you, boss. But you predicted things so accurately. Carly did come back to you for the

doubted

Natalie sipped water, she simply said, “I’m

Natalie’s remark.

that mean

would have

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

The thought was staggering!

Sean beforehand so that Brandon could brace

Lexi wavered in

to work in Natalie’s studio because

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

Lexi was also highly capable and had a great personality, which

would never

boss to work for, but now he was replacing her as Natalie’s assistant. So, if anything went wrong in the future, Sean

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

might actually die because

mixed feelings, Sean picked up his

the text message, his eyes widened in shock,

he saw the stream of coffee spraying out of Sean’s mouth and exclaimed, “Sean,

twitched as he wondered

had just learned from the text that Brandon had lost a bet to his wife, which had

his secret, would he kill him to

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 assistant