The Double Life of My Billionaire Husband

“What can I do to her? I’m innocent.” Garrett lifted his hands, shaking his head. Then, he quickly walked up to the sofa and sat beside Sebastian. “I only did what you asked me to do. I didn’t expect her to misunderstand me. Trust me, I have nothing to do with her. But think about it; I’ve been helping her time and again. It’s only natural for her to think I’m interested in her.”

Sebastian closed the file in his hand and sneered. “Wow! That’s great! I did everything, but you got the credit.”

“That’s because she has never seen you here. I have been standing up for her every time she has encountered a problem. Look, I don’t want things to be this way either.” Garrett shook his head and put on his glass.

“Don’t put me through anything like this again. Even if I’m required to help her, I have to do it on behalf of Mr. Larson. Otherwise, she will continue to misunderstand me.”

Sebastian pursed his lips and stared into the distance. After a moment’s thought, he realized Garrett was right. Things couldn’t go on this way. He had been Natalie’s secret savior and helped her every time she encountered a problem, but he didn’t get any gratitude from her in return. She always thought someone else had helped her.

Sebastian had to find a solution.

In a daze, Natalie trudged back to her desk.

“Gerda, Mr. Harding wouldn’t make a huge fuss out of us employees, would he?” Natalie whispered to her colleague, her voice riddled with anxiety.

“Nah, I don’t think so. After all, a boss should be open-minded. But maybe he’s capable of making mountains out of molehills. Who knows? I can’t read minds.”

Gerda’s cryptic answer only served to make Natalie even more uneasy. What if she had offended Garrett?

The next day, when Natalie rushed to work, she ran into Garrett at the gate of the company.

Eyes darting around nervously, she managed to pluck up the courage to approach him to apologize. “Mr. Harding, excuse me. About what happened yesterday…”

saw her approaching, he immediately turned around and rushed back inside the car. He shouted at the

faltered as she watched the car zoom off. She was

sat down at her desk, Natalie felt so dejected that she lowered her head to her table and muttered, “Gerda, I think

to see her. He was

Gerda handed Natalie a bottle of milk. “Don’t talk like that. Ms. Fisher might hear

thanks.” Natalie gratefully accepted the milk. “You’re too mean. I think

inbox, a notification suddenly popped up

Larson sent you a friend

What the hell?!

nearly choked on the milk

was the ever-elusive CEO

the heck did she fall under his radar? Brandon’s position was even higher

that the request

Brandon’s request. It had been hours since he had sent the request. Would the CEO think that she was

I went to bed early last night, so I didn’t see your request until

the financial statements of the new

he saw the text, he couldn’t help but smile and started

its senior executives. Has

Natalie read this, alarms went

know that she had gone to

the mere sight of her, Garrett had turned around and

“No, I rarely

now. How’s the experience? If you encounter any problems, just tell me. I’ve seen your