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.

made a beeline for

open, letting in a soft breeze that played with the white

and landed on

hair into a haphazard bun and used one of her pencils to hold it in

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

more taxing than preparing for the final exams back at

time, and both her hands were barely enough to keep

light outside dimmed, and rain began to

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

came at her

eyes still fixed on her computer

carrying a steaming bowl, which he set down on the wooden table on

it there.I’ll eat later.!

computer. He was wearing a

making his

read these books?” Sebastian had pocketed one of his hands, while his

rasp in his voice, Natalie assumed that he had

you—” she paused,

when she had moved in, and were in

at Sebastian: “You can read them? Those are foreign

against the bookshelf, his

faint smile was dancing on his

do have illustrations

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

all right,”

to color

plucked a book and turned its

you need to

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

is very lucky, indeed,” Sebastian commented

asked,

you at work? Is there a