The Double Life of My Billionaire Husband

“It’s really none of your business.Stop sticking your nose in other people’s business!”

Kaya’s words were harsh but Natalie knew it wasn’t the right time to argue with her.

She planned on getting rid of Kaya away as soon as possible, But how could Kaya let go of Natalie so easily? Kaya still held a deep-seated grudge against her.

How could she let go of such a great opportunity to get back at Natalie now?

“Hey, don’t leave now! I’m right, aren’t I?”

‘It’s apparent that you don’t in fact live a good life, Natalie,” Kaya said, continuing to pester her and grabbing her wrist to stop her from leaving.

Meanwhile, several well-dressed playboys still surrounded Sebastian and mocked him ruthlessly.

One insult after another flowed freely.

Suddenly, a passing guest accidentally broke a bottle of La Romanée-Conti wine.

The guest looked around and ordered, “Waiter, have this cleaned up.”

Ritchie shoved Sebastian aggressively and said, “Are you deaf or something? He told you to clean up, waiter!”

Sebastian shot a frigid glance at Ritchie.

His sharp and threatening look made all the young men around shudder.

Another person stepped forward to diffuse the situation.

In a persuasive voice, he said, “Mr.Klein, let this go.”

After all, the blood of the Klein family ran through Sebastian’s veins.

a deaf ear to the persuasive words and remarked with a wry smirk, “The work Sebastian does on a regular basis is quite similar to this in any case.I heard

on the head! He calls a spade a spade!” the others echoed and burst into laughter with renewed

on the shoulder and shouted, “Hey! Sebastian, I ordered you to clean

man donned in a tunic came over with his

he said, “Excuse me, boys.Please give way

by rage because someone had the audacity to

turned his head with a dark, forbidding expression on his face, and

who had the gall to

was a distinguished guest invited by

key person in

said to the others, “Make way for Mr.Benton.And who put this couch right here to block the way? Move it this

way for

way, Mr.Benton,” Ritchie

clear that he wanted to

dodge his help

threw a cursory glance of displeasure in Ritchie’s direction and said, “Thank you, Mr.Klein.But you are the noble young master from a strong

drained from Ritchie’s face and

recently decided they wanted to expand fell under the jurisdiction of

because they wanted to

to offend

at the huge pool of red wine before him and

tone

the tall, well-postured man

and said, “You brat, what are you doing

Curt Benton on

halfway up the mountain, and it was Sebastian who

touch, and soon realized that

say, they had become

among the few who knew Sebastian’s real identity

after all, and was quite well-informed about the business of his peers,