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?”

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

her flustered retreat, his feelings

a secluded corner and lingered there,

she replayed her bold declaration,

muttered, stomping her foot. “I’ve ruined any chance I

symphony of colors and lines that made up Nelson’s masterpieces. With the practiced air of a seasoned designer, she dissected the intricate details and design principles of each

an unwelcome voice pierced her

thinly veiled disdain.

graces us with his presence. Does he find Mr. Nixon’s art

eyebrows knitted into 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,

saw Natalie’s rising ire, “Don’t take offense, Natalie. I merely thought Mr. Nixon’s raw, primal style might not sit

Clyde’s audacity,

Brandon’s hand, ready to extricate themselves from the

their path, his tone dripping with arrogance. “Just a small piece of information, Miss White. I’ve had

good spirits, he might even provide

as an artist’s chisel, arched upward, and a glimmer of contempt shone in

off the latter’s prattle mid-

the blatant snub, yearned to renew his mockery but was silenced as he watched Brandon

camaraderie, it was unmistakably clear they shared a close and amicable

of 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

grandstanding left a bitter taste in his mouth. Clyde wished he

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