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?”

aim to beat Natalie, but only by relying

watched her flustered retreat, his feelings

secluded corner and lingered there, her heart gradually

replayed her bold

I an idiot?” she muttered, stomping her foot. “I’ve

guided Brandon, her elegant hand pointing out 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 of each piece. Brandon, an art neophyte, found himself ensnared by

an unwelcome voice pierced her joyful

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

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

frown, and she quickly stepped into the breach for her husband.

Natalie. I merely thought Mr. Nixon’s raw, primal style might not

Clyde’s audacity, barely resisted rolling her

Brandon’s hand, ready to extricate themselves

piece of information, Miss White. I’ve had the pleasure of Mr. Nixon’s company thrice and

introduce you. If he’s in good spirits,

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

latter’s prattle mid- sentence, he guided Natalie toward Nelson, who was hovering

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

camaraderie, it was unmistakably clear they shared a close

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 poured so

mouth. Clyde wished he could evaporate,

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