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.

eavesdropping intently. She nodded periodically and murmured, “I see.” Consequently, she

eyes

grinned, “I was just … walking

smile, Natalie apologized to Carly, “I’m so sorry, Mrs. Reed. My assistant can be a bit

Lexi apologized as well, “I’m sorry, Mrs. Reed. That was

high spirits, brushed

inquired, “Lexi, aren’t you supposed to be a professional assistant? What were you

Lexi wished she could

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

said, “Thank you, boss. But you predicted things so accurately. Carly did come

doubted Natalie’s confidence

sipped water, she simply said, “I’m

laughter bubbled up at Natalie’s remark.

for another design, didn’t that mean Brandon

defeat, Brandon would have to serve as Natalie’s assistant for a

the Larson Group trading places with her as an assistant was almost too

The thought was staggering!

that Brandon could brace himself for

wavered in

work in

and she felt sincerely grateful

a great personality, which was the reason Sean recommended her for

would never forget Sean’s

was not an easy boss to 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 deliberation,

working overtime for Brandon. He was frantically drinking his coffee, trying to stay awake for Brandon when he suddenly got a

might actually die

Sean picked

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

was doing some paperwork when he saw the stream of coffee spraying out of Sean’s

twitched as he wondered how to

the text that Brandon had lost a bet to his

Sean now knew about his secret, would he kill him

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

courage to ask, “Boss, have