The Double Life of My Billionaire Husband

“Did you spend the weekend in prison? You look terrible,” Gerda commented as she pulled out her chair and sat down, munching on a hot dog.

“The cooperation project I’m handling is moving so fast. I needed to work overtime for two consecutive days,” Natalie drawled and yawned. She was so tired that she felt she would doze off the next second.

“Were you able to finish?”

Leaning on her table, Natalie nodded weakly. “It was finished this morning!”

As the two chatted idly, Tiffany’s voice rang out from behind them. “Quinn, please see me in my office.”

In a daze, Natalie raised her head. Gerda shot her a sympathetic look then stuck out her tongue like a little child. “Sounds like you’ll need to revise your drawings. Good luck!”

Barely holding herself together, Natalie trudged into Tiffany’s office.

“You look exhausted. I never thought anyone else here would work harder than me.” Tiffany sipped at her coffee pensively, looking Natalie up and down almost sympathetically. Then, she spread out the design drawings on her desk and said, “The Color Company has sent these to the factory already. There’s no need for you to make any modifications. They’re very satisfied with your work. That’s all I wanted to say. You can go back now and take things easy.”

Natalie looked at Tiffany warily and asked slowly, “Is there anything else you wanted to say, Ms. Fisher?”

She found it hard to believe that Tiffany just called her in to praise her.

“No. Go back to your desk and take a nap, will you? I’ll pretend that I don’t see you slacking off.” The corners of Tiffany’s red lips lifted, revealing a warm smile.

Then, having dismissed Natalie, she fixed her eyes on the design drawings before her.

After lunch, a notification popped up on Natalie’s computer.

It was Brandon. “I heard that you did a good job.”

were thousands of employees in the Larson Group, and she was just a newbie.

Larson. I’ll do my best to

herself knew that

said, “We monitor every employee’s output. Given your progress,

“Really?”

belief, Natalie lost control of herself and

raise was the least of her expectations, but it was very much welcome, as it would help her pay

office, the man watched the surveillance video from his computer screen, staring at the

been working overtime in the past two

the office secretly, wondering if

she soon realized that the CEO probably had access to the attendance

was still surprising that he would pay special attention to her, an insignificant employee,

uneasiness and cheered up at the thought

because I needed to finish

this message, confusion began to creep

personally tell a newcomer that her salary was

moment, Brandon seemed to

is my special reward for you,

a sigh of relief and replied, “Thank you, Mr. Larson. I will work harder

she sent a smiling emoji of good

her first job. She

Larson Group was a huge company, too. Perhaps the boss was willing to shell out a tiny sum in an effort to retain

Natalie proceeded

Natalie was about to turn her laptop off

overtime today. You