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.

thanks.I’m too

pull out the chair next to him and plopped

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

much more delicious than the

did you have dinner with

down his fork and leaned back against his chair. He peered at the delicate piece of pecan pie on the

scooping up a

to eat it? This is your favorite dessert.

made no move to eat it. He figured that she must have a favor to ask from

want?” he asked

a frustrated huff, Natalie

the person who has been selling our designs,” she

boyfriend. Jorge. But he has fled. I’m pretty sure

so it was regarding

overwhelming urge to ease the troubled

she needed, no matter how outrageous her request

a self-satisfied smile, he said. “I can even find Charis’ ‘ghost’. Looking for a living,

Natalie still

his eyes, she should’ve been thankful that the matter was

be a waste of time and

wants to help someone in

at the slice of pecan pie on

suddenly had no appetite

with her colleague tonight-could it have

get too chummy

he didn’t want Natalie to know about

Jorge later.I

his untouched plate of food away and headed upstairs in

her head to the side

used to love pecan pies very

loss have affected his eating habits? And why did he seem angry all

it for a while, Natalie decided not to give up.She picked

not going to

plate down in front of

her puppy eyes and found them hard to

put down the documents he