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?”

beat

watched her flustered retreat,

corner and lingered there, her heart gradually

deep breaths, she replayed her bold declaration, embarrassment

idiot?” she muttered, stomping her foot.

the exhibition hall, Natalie 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

enthusiasm soared, an unwelcome voice pierced her joyful

meticulously chosen 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

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

husband. “Whether my husband

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

by Clyde’s audacity, barely resisted

clutched Brandon’s hand, ready to extricate themselves

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

I could introduce you. If he’s in good spirits, he might even

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

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

his mockery but was silenced as he watched Brandon warmly

it was unmistakably clear

fish’s understanding of flight, was something Clyde couldn’t wrap his head around. He had poured so much effort

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

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