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

her flustered retreat, his

corner and lingered there,

breaths, she replayed her bold declaration, embarrassment threatening to engulf

foot. “I’ve ruined any chance I

the 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

an unwelcome voice

ensemble, flashed a smile at 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 the latter had the capacity to comprehend the art

he blurted, “Ah, Mr. Larson graces us with his presence. Does he find

her husband. “Whether my husband appreciates these art pieces or not, surely, Mr. Lambert, is none of your

Natalie’s rising ire, “Don’t take offense, Natalie. I merely thought Mr. Nixon’s raw,

audacity,

hand, ready to extricate themselves from the

began to retreat, Clyde leaped into their path, his tone dripping with arrogance. “Just a small piece of information, Miss White. I’ve had the pleasure of Mr. Nixon’s company

he’s in good spirits, he might

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

Cutting off the latter’s prattle

mockery but was silenced as he watched Brandon warmly greet Nelson while

unmistakably clear they shared a close and amicable

like Brandon, whose understanding of design was as limited as a fish’s understanding of flight, was something Clyde couldn’t wrap his head around. He had

bitter taste in his mouth. Clyde wished he could evaporate, leaving nothing behind but a memory of his

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