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.

is? Don’t you have any sense of aesthetics? How could you come here wearing a cheap 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 a

picked up a plate of stewed beef from a waiter walking

hell are

Cassie would do

on her face, ruining her makeup. Lumps of beef were stuck on her head,

distorted, and her eyes almost popped out of her sockets. “You bitch!” she shouted like a maniac. “How dare

past, only she bullied Natalie. Cassie was the spoiled princess, while

not boiling hot. Otherwise, it would have

threw them at Cassie’s face. “Take back your three hundred dollars. You ruined my dress, and I did the same to you. We’re even. How much is your dress? I’ll

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

in front of Natalie to protect her. His face

security guards at the party were trained and experienced. Before Sebastian could do

gone only for a while and didn’t expect something like this to happen. Hearing the commotion, he rushed over and walked through the crowd. His eyes widened when he saw Natalie’s

Who is making trouble?” Garrett asked, his jaw tense with

of the Larson Group the previous time. Later, she learned that he was Garrett Harding, the deputy CEO of the Larson Group and the son of the

dated so far

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

were ruined, and she looked terrible at the

had ruined her night and her chances for

sneered. “You should have hit

shouldn’t have attacked Cassie,

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

smiled tenderly and stroked Natalie’s hair as he secretly winked

in his eyes, Garrett pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose and looked at Sebastian. The coldness of his

at the waiter. “Go and get a new evening gown here,