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.

“Boss, it’s all for your good. It’s my job as

more disappointed to

and looked at Brandon gloomily.

“Does it make a difference?” “Of course! I wanted to see you in shock, and I wanted to make you 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 to be spared and boss him around to do all kinds of

pitifully begging for her mercy was

fantasies were

was all Lexi’s

Lexi looked around the room to

be my assistant? I’m very strict when it comes to work, and I won’t show any mercy. If you 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,

I’ll be your assistant for a day. I’ll come

“You… Humph!”

with anger. She turned her head away, not wanting to talk to him anymore. Natalie kept her pouty expression

right 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 an

However, Brandon remained steadfast.

usual the next morning, put on his clothes,

Natalie came downstairs and saw his outfit, the corners of

outfit doesn’t seem very suitable for your

you think I should