The Double Life of My Billionaire Husband

“In that case, we’ll be taking our leave now.”

“I’m perfectly safe here” Elizabeth said as she walked them to the door.

“Don’t worry about me. The workers aren’t done moving things, anyway. The whole place is just a mess. Once I finished cleaning up, I’ll definitely invite you two back for a small home warming party.”

“Well, if you run into any problems, don’t hesitate to call me. We haven’t found Jorge yet, so we should be careful at all times.”

“Do you realize you’ve become as much of a nag as my aunt?” Elizabeth t**sed, though she did feel warm from Natalie’s words.

They exchanged goodbyes, and Natalie and Brandon made to leave.

They walked past the workers, who were still busy shuffling things around.

Jorge was lifting a cabinet when he accidentally met Brandon’s eyes again.

Fear immediately gripped him. He hurriedly raised the cabinet higher to hide his face.

Noticing that Brandon was peering at one of the workers, Natalie followed the direction of his gaze and asked, “What are you looking at?”

All she could see was a towering cabinet.

Brandon shook his head and looked away.

“It’s nothing. Let’s go.”

But the small exchange bothered Natalie, and the more she thought about it, the more baffled she became. She couldn’t help but crane her neck to take a few more glances at the man behind the cabinet. Upon closer inspection, she realized that this man looked a little different from the rest of the workers.

looked clean and new, unlike the others’,

she caught a glimpse of

or a scratch. He didn’t look at all like a man who made a living

Brandon continued making

the feeling

to find that he was already looking at her.It seemed like he wanted to say something, too.She knew

raced down her

looked back to the third floor and blurted out, “That man just

Jorge? Natalie’s eyes

had already guessed

It wasn’t until Natalie had spoken it out loud that

so,” he said in a somber

man must have come here to exact his

danger! The moment she realized this, Natalie gripped the banister and made to

reaching out to stop Natalie in her tracks and pull her back, “Take her away,” he instructed the

Natalie cried

I have to save her. Let me go, or it might be too

stay away. I’ll take care of

his cuffs. He tossed the coat over to Natalie and addressed

dangerous upstairs. Take her to the car and wait for

heart getting heavier by the second. Her good friend was in danger, yet she could do nothing but to stand back and watch her

a sullen exp**ssion, Natalie tried to rush forward and run

her back at

say,” he said, his eyes

for me in the

opened her mouth to protest, caught herself at

frustration, Brandon softened