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

did pull out the chair next to him

opened the dessert box she had brought back and pushed it in front

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

did you have

his fork and leaned back against his chair. He peered at the delicate

up a spoonful of the dessert for

is your

no move to eat it. He figured that she must

you want?” he asked

a frustrated huff, Natalie put the spoon

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

I’m pretty sure the police will have a hard time searching for him at

so it was regarding this

ease

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

even find Charis’ ‘ghost’. Looking for a living, breathing

understand why Natalie still wanted

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

would be a waste of time and energy to look

wants to help

the slice of pecan pie

suddenly had no appetite

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

to get too chummy with

want Natalie to know about his

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

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

her head to the side in

love pecan

eating habits? And why

up.She picked up the slice of pecan pie and went to

going to

the plate down in

eyes and found them

put