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.

not to drink that,” Kent warned before grabbing the cup from her hands. He put it

mean?” Natalie asked,

are 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

be 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

overpowering scent of his cologne washed over Natalie. It was nothing like Sebastian used, neither cool nor

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

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

should I believe you?” Natalie

have a good impression

you don’t believe me, go ahead and drink it.I don’t care,” Kent snapped back.He hated the way Natalie treated him Kent himself knew he wasn’t

heard he just got released from jail last month.Logically speaking, no one would hire him, not 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

looked this serious

confused and didn’t know what

mean someone has set a trap for

here to meet someone? Or did you just walk in on

my adoptive father here.” A

wants to hurt me.” That seemed unlikely.She knew

you so sure? After all,

of life.He was more experienced than Natalie and understood how vicious

a message, asking if he could meet me here.He didn’t call me.I’m not quite sure if the text was from

her mind.She suspected Lauren or Cassie had texted her using George’s

across the rim of the

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