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.

of foundation on her face couldn’t cover her reddened cheeks. Without saying another word, she turned around

coming tonight. I thought you were friends with her? How about we go to her and have a chat?” Emani’s heart leaped to

smile and turned around once more. She had to get

at Natalie. Emani hadn’t recognized Natalie at first and had thought that she was

that she could bully. But now, it seemed she had made a mistake. Seeing that the onlookers around had already left, Tiffany decided

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

Emani was secretly furious, but she couldn’t deny how expensive Natalie’s dress

ordinary

only leave, sulking, with her assistant and change her clothes in one

gritted her teeth angrily. She hated Natalie for

eyed Natalie questioningly,

your help, Ms. Fisher,” Natalie

small smile before leaving. Natalie stayed where she was and continued to wait outside the men’s

considered calling him, on the other end of the hall, the lights suddenly went

from the man’s figure that he was Brandon. He was wearing a black mask and a suit. Facing the audience, he gave

and disappeared behind the black curtain. Intrigued, Natalie wanted to know

and turned to face the door to the men’s

finally got impatient. She anxiously

you okay? Why haven’t you come

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 gone anywhere, so

you outside the

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

as far as she could recall, she and Sebastian had eaten the same food that