The Double Life of My Billionaire Husband

Sean looked troubled.

It was not because he doubted if Brandon could be a qualified assistant, but because the role of an assistant involved numerous responsibilities that could not be explained in just a few sentences.

Without professional training and several years of work experience, it would be impossible to quickly adapt and perform well in the job.

However, after seeing how determined Brandon was, Sean tried his best to explain the basics of being an assistant so that Brandon could avoid making mistakes.

From his understanding of Brandon, Sean was certain that with Brandon’s temperament, he would definitely irritate Natalie.

But perhaps Brandon was the only CEO in the world that would willingly serve as his wife’s assistant.

After briefly learning about the role of an assistant, Brandon went to pick up Natalie with confidence.

As soon as Brandon entered the studio, Natalie rushed towards him and cried out proudly, “Guess what? Mrs. Reed came back to me and asked me to design the clothes for her grandma! Mandy has been fired!”

Deftly catching Natalie as she leaped into his arms, Brandon held her slender waist and said calmly, “I’ve already learned some basics about the role of an assistant before coming here, so I will be able to start working as your assistant tomorrow.”

Seeing him so prepared, Natalie’s excitement popped like a balloon. Someone had spilled the beans!

She turned to look at the only person who could have done it, Lexi.

tone, “Boss, it’s all for your good. It’s my job as an assistant to help Mr. Larson adapt to

was even more disappointed to hear

looked at Brandon gloomily. “I was

regret underestimating me! I hoped to hear you pleading with me to spare you, looking pitiful!” Natalie said indignantly. She wanted to look at him with pity when he begged her

just the thought of Brandon pitifully begging for her mercy was thrilling

her fantasies were quashed

was

Lexi looked around

don’t want to do it, beg me to spare you!” Completely smitten with his wife’s fierce side, Brandon let out a chuckle. “How would you like me to beg for mercy, ma’am?” Natalie snorted, “You’d have to bring me coffee and give me a

said, “In that case, I’ll be your assistant for a day. I’ll come

“You… Humph!”

head away, not wanting to talk to

before she went to bed, she threatened Brandon once again, “You still have the night to think about it. If you beg me, | will change the task to

However, Brandon remained steadfast.

next morning, put on his clothes, and sat in the living room, quietly

downstairs and saw his outfit, the corners

doesn’t seem very suitable for

Is that right?” Brandon asked as he lowered his head to look at his attire. He raised an eyebrow teasingly and continued, “Then, my dear one-day boss, how do you think I