The Double Life of My Billionaire Husband

Tiffany had a pretty clear understanding of what Kaya was doing.

Unfortunately for the girl, she hated it the most when her subordinates were playing tricks to get ahead of their peers.

Tiffany raised an eyebrow and crossed her arms over her chest.

“If you’re so worried,” she said impatiently, then why don’t you repair it yourself? If you can, then I will give you due credit for it.” Kaya blinked, speechless.

But Tiffany wasn’t done yet.

She added, “Since it was you who broke the laptop last night, make sure to compensate the company for loss of property, and do it as soon as possible.”

With that, she turned away and headed in Natalie’s direction.

Computers played a big role in their job as designers, and the Larson Group had spared no expense in equipping them with the latest tools the market had to offer.

Allin all, the damages would cost at least a month‘s worth of Kaya’s salary.

She glared at Natalie, her hands clenching into fists.

It irked her to realize that she would have to lose a large amount of money without even accomplishing anything.

Natalie, on the other hand, was about to leave after seeing that the matter had been resolved.

To her surprise, Tiffany stopped in front of her.

“Hurry and get back to redoing your drafts. Tomorrow’s meeting will be at ten in the morning.” Tiffany glanced at her watch.

“You still have twenty-four hours left.I look forward to your designs.”

“Yes, Ms.Fisher.I‘m going back to work now.”

Natalie left with a wide smile on her face.

Natalie got home, she made a

in a soft breeze that played with

beam of sunlight poured into the room and landed on the desk, where she was hunched over,

haphazard bun and used one

her muscles, and then she

decidedly more taxing than preparing for the final exams back at

hands were barely enough to keep up

dimmed, and rain

it finally lightened up, the leaves outside glistened with water, and the fresh

suddenly came at her

fixed on her computer screen.She didn’t turn around, even as footfalls came

steaming bowl, which he

leave it there.I’ll eat later.! still have a lot to

her computer. He was wearing a casual gray shirt

making

Sebastian

rasp in his voice, Natalie assumed that

course, you—” she paused, realizing

she had moved in, and were

turned to look at Sebastian: “You can read them? Those

bookshelf, his

smile was dancing

can’t, but they do have illustrations

had a talent for languages even as a young child, and he had grown up learning dozens

all right,”

to color

a book and turned its

day? Don’t you need to be in

worked in my favor.As a result, the deadline was moved to tomorrow, and I

lucky, indeed,” Sebastian commented with

Natalie asked, still engrossed with

aren’t you at work? Is there a