The Double Life of My Billionaire Husband

“Okay.”

Elizabeth paused and changed the subject.

“You know, you’re the most passionate colleague I’ve ever had the pleasure to work with,” she beamed.

It was rare for her to smile so brightly. She always appeared aloof and distant to other people.

“We’re all there to work.” Natalie said gently, returning Elizabeth’s smile.

“There’s no need to make our workplace such a mess, like Dalores does.” Just then, the waiter came to serve the dishes they ordered.

“This dessert tastes excellent.” Elizabeth said as she cut up a piece for Natalie.

“I’ve eaten here before, and I was not disappointed!”

After taking a bite, Natalie was amazed by its exquisite taste. She then remembered that Brandon enjoyed such sweets in the past.

The women had been starving when they arrived, so their attention was diverted to the food as soon as it was laid out on the table.

As such, they failed to notice a man in a black turtleneck sweater sitting in the far corner of the was holding up the menu to cover most of his face as he stared at Elizabeth and Natalie. It was Jorge.

His eyes flashed maniacally as he gnashed his teeth together.

It was all he could do to keep from rushing over and beating Elizabeth up. But when he spotted Natalie’s bodyguard sitting just a few tables away, he had no choice but to stay put.

After the meal, Natalie and Elizabeth exchanged farewells and went their separate ways.

Brandon was already at the villa. He had already taken a shower and made himself some salad.

When Natalie came in, he had just sat down and was about to start eating.

“You arrived just in time. Do you want some?”

Brandon gestured at his plate with his fork.

As if on cue, Natalie let out a dainty little burp.

too full

the chair

she had brought back and pushed it in front of him with

delicious than the salad you made.I bought it

have

leaned back against his chair. He peered at the delicate piece of

a spoonful of the dessert

it? This is your favorite dessert. I brought

but made no move to eat it. He figured

do you want?”

a frustrated huff, Natalie put the spoon

who has been selling our designs,”

pretty sure the police will have a hard time

was regarding this

felt the overwhelming urge to ease the troubled

she needed, no matter how outrageous

Charis’ ‘ghost’. Looking for

Brandon couldn’t understand why Natalie still

should’ve been thankful that the matter was resolved now that her

be a waste of time and

wants to help

at the slice of pecan

suddenly had no appetite for

had told him that she had dinner with her colleague tonight-could it have

want Natalie to get too chummy with her boss, especially

Natalie to know about his

the pie. Let’s talk about finding Jorge later.I still

of food away and headed upstairs in a

tilted her head to the

to love pecan pies very

his eating habits? And why did

while, Natalie decided not to give up.She picked up the slice of pecan pie and went

really not going to eat it?

the plate down in front of

into her puppy eyes and found them

put