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.

know what kind of occasion it is? Don’t you have any sense of aesthetics? How could you come here wearing a cheap dress? Don’t you have money

on the floor. She smiled and picked up a plate of stewed beef from a waiter walking past her and turned it over

the hell are

Cassie would

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

popped out of her

was the spoiled princess,

boiling hot. Otherwise, it would have burned your artificial

dollars from the floor and 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?

you a lesson

in front of Natalie to protect

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

didn’t expect something like this to happen. Hearing the commotion, he rushed over and walked through the

Who is making trouble?” Garrett asked, his

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

had dated so far faded in

standing behind Sebastian. “It’s her!” she pouted, trying to sound pitiful. “I accidentally spilled wine on

that her makeup and clothes were

The woman had ruined her night and her

closer into his arms and sneered. “You should have hit her harder. Look at the way she is talking about you

have attacked Cassie, but she just

together, she found out about Cassie’s

Natalie’s hair as he secretly winked

his eyes, Garrett pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose and looked

beckoned at the waiter. “Go and get