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

she did pull out the chair next to him and

back and pushed it in front of him

try this. It’s so much more delicious than the salad you

have dinner

put down his fork and leaned back against his chair. He

a

to eat it? This is your favorite dessert. I brought it

no move to eat it. He figured

you want?” he

a frustrated huff, Natalie put the

person who has been selling our designs,” she

he has fled. I’m pretty sure the police will have a hard time

was regarding this

ease the troubled look

truth, he would readily help Natalie with whatever she needed, no matter how outrageous her request was. He was just

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

couldn’t understand why Natalie still wanted to

his eyes, she should’ve been thankful that the

a waste of time and energy

to help

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

suddenly had no

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

too chummy

want Natalie

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

lightly pushed his untouched plate of food away and headed upstairs in

her head to

love

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

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

going to

down in front

into her puppy eyes and found them hard to

he put down the