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

sets of eyes locked

was just … walking by

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

“I’m sorry, Mrs.

in high spirits,

a professional assistant? What were you doing eavesdropping? I

wished she could

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

breathed a sigh of relief and said, “Thank you, boss. But you predicted things so accurately. Carly did

doubted Natalie’s

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

laughter bubbled up at Natalie’s remark.

Natalie for another design, didn’t that mean Brandon had lost

defeat, Brandon would have to serve

thought of the distinguished CEO of the Larson Group trading places with her as an assistant was almost too fantastical

The thought was staggering!

so that Brandon

wavered

got a chance to work in Natalie’s studio because Sean recommended

junior at school, and she felt sincerely grateful towards her

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

would never forget Sean’s

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, Lexi secretly sent a text

was frantically drinking his coffee, trying to stay awake for Brandon when he

thought that someday he might actually die because of his

mixed feelings, Sean picked up

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

saw the stream of coffee spraying out of Sean’s mouth and exclaimed, “Sean, has working overtime made you lose your

of Sean’s lips twitched as he wondered how to tell Brandon about

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

his secret, would he kill him to keep

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

the courage to ask, “Boss,