The Double Life of My Billionaire Husband

Natalie tugged at her wet dress that was clinging to her legs.

The sweet scent of roses from the wine wafted in the air.

Natalie immediately moved back from Cassie and glared at her. “You did it on purpose! You didn’t have an invitation, right? How did you get in?”

Cassie smirked at her. “Of course, I walked in. I have my ways. I can get into parties even without the invitation.”

She crossed her arms over her chest and raked her eyes across Natalie — back to her arrogant self. “I accidentally stained your dress. How about I compensate for it? How much is this dress? Is it even a hundred dollars?”

Cassie took out three hundred dollar bills from her handbag and threw them at Cassie’s face. “I’ll compensate you three times the price. You don’t have to thank me.”

Sebastian put down the glass and stood up, his face taut with anger.

He grabbed some tissues from the table and tried wiping the stain from Natalie’s dress, which was dripping with wine.

Then, he glared at Cassie as if he wanted to burn her alive.

“I’m fine. It’s between her and me. Please don’t get involved in this.” Natalie felt the coldness emanating from him. She quickly grabbed the tissues from his hand, trying to calm him down.

She feared that Sebastian might end up beating up Cassie until she passed out.

Moreover, her dress indeed wasn’t expensive.

Cassie had perhaps already figured that out. How could a poor woman like Natalie afford an expensive dress? She didn’t even have decent clothes to wear for opulent dinner parties. After all, she struggled to make ends meet.

dress? Don’t you have money to even afford a decent dress, or are you too stingy to spend money on it? You are indeed just

up a plate of stewed beef from a

What the hell are

bellowed. She never thought Cassie

her head, and the sauce dripped

her eyes almost popped out of her sockets. “You bitch!” she shouted

bullied Natalie. Cassie was the spoiled princess, while Natalie endured everything without fighting

this dish was not boiling hot. Otherwise, it would have burned your artificial

up the three hundred dollars from the floor and threw them at Cassie’s face. “Take back your three hundred dollars. You ruined my

bitch! I’ll teach you a lesson today!” Cassie

of Natalie to

were trained and experienced. Before Sebastian could do anything, one of the staff dragged Cassie

rushed over and walked through the crowd. His eyes widened when he

making trouble?” Garrett asked, his

this man before. He was the one who had driven her out of the Larson Group the previous time. Later, she learned that he was

men she had dated so

Sebastian. “It’s her!” she pouted, trying to sound pitiful. “I accidentally spilled wine on her dress, but she unreasonably threw

her makeup and clothes were ruined,

hatred for Natalie intensified. The woman had

his arms and sneered. “You should have

have attacked Cassie, but she just couldn’t take

up together, she found out about Cassie’s true nature

tenderly and stroked Natalie’s hair

up the bridge of his nose and looked at Sebastian. The coldness of

the waiter. “Go and get a new