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.

got home, she made a beeline

in a soft breeze that played with the

beam of sunlight poured into the room and landed on the desk,

haphazard bun and used one of her

and walk around to stretch her muscles, and then she would get

for the final exams back

though she was racing against time, and both her hands were barely enough to keep up with the ideas that

dimmed, and rain

glistened with water, and the fresh scent of damp grass hung in the

came

out automatically, her eyes still fixed on her computer screen.She didn’t turn around,

steaming bowl, which he set

it there.I’ll eat later.!

before getting back to her computer. He was wearing a casual gray shirt

somewhat tousled, making his

your work.May I read these books?” Sebastian had pocketed one of his hands, while his

his voice,

you—” she paused, realizing

been here when she had moved in, and were in either Russian

to look at Sebastian: “You can

the bookshelf, his curls dangling

was dancing

they do have illustrations on

he could read these books.He had a talent for languages even as a young child, and he had grown up learning

all right,”

her screen again, and began to color her draft with a

book and turned

you need to be in your

that it worked in my favor.As a result, the deadline was moved to tomorrow, and I got an extra day off.

lucky, indeed,”

you?” Natalie asked,

aren’t you at work? Is there a power