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.

strongly advise you not to drink that,” Kent warned before grabbing the cup from her hands. He put it back down on the table with

mean?” Natalie asked,

She always had a headache every time she came across this man. She had really thought she wouldn’t have to deal with Kent

intending to leave the cafe altogether. But Kent stopped her again. He braced his hands on either side of her, trapping

scent of his cologne washed over Natalie. It was nothing like

you think you’re doing? Back off, or I’ll scream!” Natalie raised her chin defiantly and tried to stand up again, only to sit back for fear of touching Kent. He could tell she was only pretending to be brave. He saw the panic

you know. The waiter who served you just now is a wanted rapist with an impressive criminal record. Oh, did you

should I believe

have a good impression

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

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 because I have an

had never looked this serious

confused and didn’t know what to

mean someone has set a trap

prepared.People like him don’t make a random move.Are you here to meet someone? Or

adoptive father here.” A shiver

he wants to hurt me.” That seemed unlikely.She knew George, and the

so sure? After all, you are

a wealthy man who had seen people from various walks of life.He was more experienced than Natalie and understood how vicious

if he could meet me here.He didn’t call me.I’m not quite sure if the text

came to her mind.She suspected Lauren or

the rim

have any