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 full for

did pull out the chair next

brought back and pushed it

It’s so much more delicious than

did you have

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

a

is your favorite dessert. I brought it back especially

move to eat it. He

do you want?”

huff, Natalie put the spoon

like you to find the person who has been selling our designs,” she said

fled. I’m pretty sure the police will have a hard time searching for

so it was regarding

ease the

help Natalie with whatever she needed, no matter how outrageous her request

‘ghost’. Looking for a

couldn’t understand why Natalie still wanted to go

the matter was resolved now

a waste of time and

help someone

stared at the slice of

had no

dinner with her colleague tonight-could it have been Draco? Thinking

too chummy

he didn’t want Natalie to know about

Jorge later.I still

his untouched plate of food away and headed

tilted her head to the

to love pecan pies

memory loss have affected his eating habits? And

Natalie decided not to give up.She picked up the slice of

really not going to eat it? I

plate down in front

puppy eyes and found them

sigh, he put down the