Wife by Day, Boss by Night by Thalia Quillspeak

Chapter 33

“Ten million for one night, that’s what you said,” she tried to flash him a smile and said, “If you’re considering a monthly arrangement, I might be able to cut you a deal, two hundred million. And for an annual commitment? Eighteen hundred million How does that sound?”

Audrey had walked away with nearly eighteen hundred million before.

As she spoke, large tears began to tumble uncontrollably down her cheeks.

Brian stared at her, speechless. After a long pause, he let go of her hand and released her.

Natalie stared at the pristine white ceiling for a few seconds before continuing, “Mr. Howard, if you don’t find me too soiled for your tastes, perhaps you should consider my earlier proposal. But for someone of your stature…”

“Next week, come to my office to sign the contract,” Brian cut her off coldly, without waiting for her to finish. With that, he stood up and left the room without looking back.

Natalie shot up from the bed, staring in the direction he had left, stunned.

He couldn’t be serious, could he?!

Natalie got out of bed a little after eight, still groggy, and made her way downstairs, planning to grab a breakfast bagel from the diner across the street.

apartment building, she caught a glimpse of a little tyke in a school uniform, squatting by the side

was seeing things and took another careful look at the

and the kid’s smile was so wide that nearly reached his ears.

stepped back in alarm and looked around quickly, but there was no sign of any Howard family

she asked, blocking the boy’s attempt to hug her, furrowing

myself,” Nate replied, somewhat excitedly and stammering, his small eyes shining brightly at

rearview mirror several times, glancing at the

the Howard family, and Nate claimed he didn’t know

his parents‘ numbers, but he remembered the name of his preschool quite

wander away from the nanny?” Natalie finally asked

shopping,” Nate said with innocent eyes, batting his

Brian’s.

from Natalie’s apartment, just a couple of streets over. With traffic lights included, it was less than a ten–minute drive. Natalie parked the car, opened the door, and let

little one out.

stood on the back seat and suddenly reached out, clinging to Natalie,

by his embrace, Natalie was hit by the faint scent of baby lotion mixed with

few seconds before putting Nate down on the

looked up at her, nearly jumping up and down in urgency. He clutched the hem of her clothes and looked like he was