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.

with a wry smirk, “The work

nail on the head! He calls a spade

he pushed him roughly on the shoulder and shouted, “Hey! Sebastian, I ordered you to clean this mess up.Are you

man donned in a tunic came over with his

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

overcome by rage because someone had the audacity

face, and was astounded to see

who had the gall to

a distinguished guest

person

“Make way for Mr.Benton.And who put this couch right here to block

made way for

Mr.Benton,” Ritchie

was clear that he wanted to assist

dodge his help at the right

you, Mr.Klein.But you are the noble young master

from Ritchie’s face and he looked

area into which the Klein family had recently decided they wanted to expand fell under the jurisdiction of

Curt this time was not only because they wanted to celebrate Nora’s

they couldn’t afford to offend

was bottle up his anger. He nodded and bowed reverentially. He looked at the huge pool of red wine before him

tone

to look at the tall, well-postured man who

said, “You brat,

Curt Benton on

sudden stroke halfway up the mountain, and it was Sebastian who carried him down the trail and drove him

then, the two had kept in touch, and soon realized that they

say, they had

also among the few who knew Sebastian’s real identity

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