The Double Life of My Billionaire Husband

Chapter 796

Chapter 796

Even if she truly detested Natalie, she’d compete honorably through her designs, not with underhanded tactics.

Momentarily entranced by her resolve, Draco soon regained his composure, regarded Mandy calmly, ands replied fiatly, “You’ve misunderstood, Miss Hamilton. Your character is none of my concern.”

Tears brimming, Mandy’s voice quivered. “What do you mean it’s not your concern? Am I that insignificant to you, Draco?”

Unmoved by her distress, Draco remained poised, his tone polite but distant.

“Miss Hamilton, we have no real connection. At most, we’re merely peers in the design industry.”

His words shattered Mandy’s heart, the pain so suffocating that she struggled to breathe.

Biting her lip, Mandy’s eyes reddened. Her tears threatened to spill.

Knowing Draco already harbored a strong dislike for her, she didn’t want to prolong the scene by crying in front of the man she admired. Yet, she couldn’t bring herself to walk away either.

She didn’t want Draco to misunderstand her, despite her disheveled state.

And so, they stood in a silent standoff near the restroom door, neither one yielding.

At last, Draco’s heart softened, and he sighed. “Miss Hamilton, how long do you plan to stand here blocking my path?”

and incompetent person you think I am. I aim to beat Natalie, but only by relying on my own abilities! You’ll see. I’ll prove it to you!” Without waiting for his response, she spun around and dashed

her flustered

corner and lingered there, her

replayed her bold declaration, embarrassment

her foot. “I’ve ruined any chance I had

that made up Nelson’s masterpieces. With the practiced air of a seasoned designer, she dissected the intricate details and

soared, an unwelcome voice

Natalie. Catching sight of Brandon, his eyes. briefly flickered with thinly veiled disdain. His heart had not prepared for the revelation that Natalie’s companion would be Brandon, and he wondered if

he blurted, “Ah, Mr. Larson graces us with his presence. Does he find Mr. Nixon’s art

a delicate frown, and she quickly stepped into the breach for her husband. “Whether my husband appreciates these art pieces or not, surely, Mr. Lambert,

a placating smile, swiftly apologizing when he saw Natalie’s rising ire, “Don’t take offense, Natalie. I merely thought Mr. Nixon’s raw, primal style might not sit well with

rendered speechless by Clyde’s audacity, barely

to extricate themselves from

a small piece of information, Miss White. I’ve

good spirits, he might even provide some insight

and a glimmer of contempt shone in

his time. Cutting off the latter’s prattle mid- sentence, he guided Natalie toward Nelson, who was

his mockery but was silenced

was unmistakably clear they shared

design was as limited as a fish’s understanding of flight, was something Clyde couldn’t wrap his head around. He had poured so much effort into currying favor with Nelson, and yet, Brandon had seemingly waltzed into an intimate relationship with him. Clyde was left, befuddled

taste in his mouth. Clyde wished he could evaporate, leaving

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