The Double Life of My Billionaire Husband

When she saw the label on Natalie’s clothes, she looked surprised. Her eyes wide with awe, she asked,

“Quinn, is this the limited edition spring dress Power released?” Natalie was confused by Tiffany’s question. Truth be told, she had no idea what brand this dress was.

‘Is… Is it expensive?” When she heard the words “limited edition”, she knew the dress must’ve cost a fortune. She didn’t expect Brandon to be so generous to her.

“Of course it’s expensive! Most importantly, even if you had the money, you might not be able to get your hands on one,” Tiffany chuckled, her eyes twinkling.

Then she turned to look at Emani, who was standing in front of her, and tossed her crumpled-up tissue into the trash can. “Miss Gomez, what a coincidence to see you here! Is that a basic you’re wearing? Honey, you’re a star. You shouldn’t be wearing something so basic. What? You couldn’t borrow a high-end dress? You should’ve asked me for help. You know I’m on good terms with Power’s designers.”

Emani had fallen silent ever since Tiffany showed up. Tiffany was famous in the designing industry. Nobody dared to offend her- not even Emani though she was the brand spokesperson of the Larson Group.

Hearing what Tiffany said, Emani looked very embarrassed and lowered her head. She feebly tried to change the topic and said, “Ms. Fisher, it’s nice to see you again.”

“Yes, it’s been so long.” Tiffany said dryly. Then she smiled and turned to look at Natalie.

“Quinn, you’re a designer and you’re supposed to know what you wear. You should keep learning at least the works of famous brands. The piece you’re wearing is authentic. Because it’s a limited edition, the fabric and style have been upgraded. There are only five of these in existence, and they’re worth a ton of money and are only available to the top VIP customers.

On the surface, Tiffany was just explaining the facts to Natalie, but in fact, she was deliberately putting Emani in her place. She had worked with Emani before, and she didn’t like her from the very beginning. In her eves arrogant. How could she just stand by and watch as Emani bully her co-worker?

Both Emani and her assistant were stunned speechless.

So was Natalie She took a deep breath to calm down. She had no idea that Brandon had given her such expensive clothes.

face couldn’t cover her reddened cheeks. Without saying another word, she turned around to leave.

you going, honey? I heard that dress’s designer is coming tonight. I thought you were friends with her? How about we go to her and have a chat?” Emani’s heart leaped to her throat. She was just bluffing earlier. She couldn’t even borrow a decent dress for the party, so how could she know the

Something urgent came up.” Emani forced a smile and turned around once more. She had to get

before leaving, she stole one last glance at Natalie. Emani hadn’t recognized Natalie at first and had thought

she had made a mistake. Seeing that the

of advice-take off that basic dress. You’re a celebrity. Don’t you think you should dress better than Natalie, a ‘regular employee’

the advice, Ms. Fisher.” Emani was secretly furious, but she couldn’t deny how expensive Natalie’s dress

Natalie wasn’t just the ordinary employee she

to say anything more, she could only leave, sulking, with her assistant

teeth angrily. She hated Natalie

for?” Tiffany eyed Natalie questioningly, who seemed to

you for your help, Ms. Fisher,” Natalie said

Natalie stayed where she was and continued to wait outside the men’s

hall, the lights suddenly went out. Only a glaringly white spotlight lit up the stage.

he was Brandon. He was wearing a black mask and a suit. Facing the audience, he gave a simple

speech, the lights went out again. Brandon descended from the stage and disappeared behind the black curtain. Intrigued, Natalie wanted to know where he went and whether he would stay for the ball later. But there was no

to face the door to the men’s room. Sebastian still hadn’t

for a few minutes, she finally got impatient. She anxiously

okay? Why

I have an upset stomach. I need to stay here a bit longer, but I think I’m almost done,” Sebastian said with difficulty. He seemed to be uncomfortable judging from the tone of his voice. There was only one way in and out of the men’s room, and Sebastian couldn’t have

for you outside

her lips and added in a concerned voice, “If you don’t feel well, do you need me to look for some

she and Sebastian had eaten