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

the chair next to

she had brought back and pushed

this. It’s so much more delicious than the salad you made.I bought

you have dinner

his chair. He peered at the delicate piece of pecan pie on

Natalie answered, scooping up a spoonful of the dessert for

you want to eat it? This is your favorite dessert.

eyebrows but made no move to eat it. He figured that

want?” he asked

huff, Natalie put the

to find the person who has been selling our designs,” she said with some

But he has fled. I’m pretty sure the police

was regarding

overwhelming urge to ease the troubled look on

would readily help Natalie with whatever she needed, no matter

he said. “I can even find Charis’ ‘ghost’. Looking for a living, breathing person should be a walk in

understand why Natalie still wanted

been thankful that the matter was resolved now

be a waste of time and

help

Draco? Brandon stared at the slice of pecan pie on the

had no appetite for the

told him that she had dinner with her colleague tonight-could it have been Draco? Thinking

chummy with her

Natalie

finding Jorge later.I still have

food away and

head to the

used to love pecan pies

affected his eating habits? And why did

while, Natalie decided not to give up.She picked up the

going to eat

set the plate down in

eyes and found

a heavy sigh, he put down the documents he