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…”

turned around and rushed back inside the car. He shouted at the driver

steps faltered as she watched the

so dejected that she lowered her head to

even want to see her. He was

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

accepted the milk. “You’re too mean. I

her computer and checked her inbox,

sent you a friend

What the hell?!

on the milk she

CEO

fall under his radar?

yet was the fact that the request

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

Mr. Larson. I’m sorry. I went to bed early last night, so I didn’t see your request

financial statements of

the text, he couldn’t help

is currently running an investigation on its senior

Natalie read this, alarms

had

the opposite of harassment. At the mere sight of her, Garrett had turned around

I rarely interact

been working in the Larson Group for a while now. How’s the experience? If you encounter any problems, just tell me. I’ve seen your designs, and I