The Double Life of My Billionaire Husband

Natalie was in the middle of a pleasant lunch with her colleagues.

“Quinn, your phone’s been ringing for a while now. Someone is probably trying to reach you.” Gerda spoke through a mouthful of beef noodles. She was exceptionally observant by nature, so she was able to hear Natalie’s phone even with all the chatter around them.

It was a good thing, too, since Natalie herself hadn’t been paying attention to the device. She picked it up now, and hurriedly opened her screen to a message from George. He was asking her out, saying that he wanted to apologize to her in person. Natalie paused, hesitating.

George had never treated her badly. If anything, he had always tried to do the best for her. He used to speak up for Natalie whenever Cassie would bully her. He certainly wasn’t as vicious as Lauren or Cassie.

Moreover, George had a gentle, easy going demeanor. It wasn’t even much of a surprise that he had reached out to her after they had fallen out.

After a moment’s consideration, Natalie typed a reply. She agreed to meet with George at a cafe of his choosing.She headed straight over once office hours were over.

Natalie sat there for a good while, but George seemed to be running late. lt was already well past the appointed time.She ordered a cup of coffee just as the sun was starting to set outside.She finally decided to give George a call, but it went unanswered… Natalie told herself to wait for ten more minutes, and if he still didn’t show up, she would just leave. It was the rush hour, so George could have gotten stuck in traffic.

Her thoughts were interrupted by the arrival of the waiter, who set her coffee on the table. The intoxicating aroma was irresistible.

Natalie was just about to take a sip when someone stopped her.

It was Kent.

She had no idea when he had come, but he just slid into the chair across her table as if it was the most natural thing in the world.

the cup from her

mean?”

you playing this time?” Her temples began to throb. She always had a headache every time she came across this man. She had really thought she wouldn’t have to deal

precise, she wasn’t expecting this playboy’s interest in her to last this long. Natalie made to get up, intending to leave the cafe altogether. But Kent stopped her again. He braced his hands on either side of her, trapping her in. His large frame loomed over

washed over Natalie. It was nothing like Sebastian used, neither cool

again, only to sit back for

an impressive criminal record. Oh, did you want

I believe you?” Natalie

a

ahead and drink it.I don’t care,” Kent snapped back.He hated the way Natalie treated

in such a cafe at least.Something is fishy. Maybe he has sneaked in.He brought you a cup of coffee, but did you see he wait on any other customers? No.It looks like you’re his only target.I asked you not to drink it

had never looked this serious

confused and didn’t

mean someone has set a trap

a random move.Are you here to meet someone? Or did you just walk in on a whim?” Kent pushed the coffee cup aside

for my adoptive father here.” A shiver ran down Natalie’s

me.” That seemed unlikely.She knew George, and the man wouldn’t

you so sure? After all, you are just an adoptive

of life.He was more experienced

me.I’m not quite sure if the text was from my adoptive dad or if someone has texted

her mind.She suspected Lauren or Cassie had texted her

his finger across the rim

have