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.

how could they let him work as a lowly servant? Ritchie turned 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

on the head! He calls a spade a spade!” the others

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

an old man donned in a tunic came over

said, “Excuse me, boys.Please give way for me to pass.I have to go

because someone had the audacity

face, and was astounded to see that it

the gall

a distinguished guest invited by the Klein

key person in

for Mr.Benton.And who put

way for

Mr.Benton,”

he wanted to assist

however, managed to dodge his help at the right

direction and said, “Thank you, Mr.Klein.But you are the noble young master from a strong family.How

drained from Ritchie’s face and

area into which the Klein family had recently decided

Curt this time was not only because they wanted

couldn’t afford to offend

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

tone

to look at the tall, well-postured man who Ritchie had addressed and

said, “You brat, what are you doing

Curt Benton on a hike five years

time, Curt had a sudden stroke halfway up the mountain, and it was Sebastian who carried him down the trail and drove him to

then, the two had kept in touch, and soon

they had become very good

among the few who knew Sebastian’s

all, and was quite well-informed about the business