The Double Life of My Billionaire Husband

Chapter 702

Just then, the sound of footsteps came from outside the door. With a calm and composed expression, Draco walked in and said in a low voice, “Everyone, calm down. Please, listen to what I have to say.”

Unknown to anyone else, he had been standing outside the door long enough to know what they were talking about.

Draco had been so busy with other matters that he hadn’t been able to pay attention to Mandy. However, he never imagined she would do something like this.

A colleague ran over in a hurry and asked, “Mr. Wesley, how are we going to make it out of this?”

Although Draco was their boss, their income mostly came from the orders. “I will deal with it before tomorrow.” Draco spoke with a cold indifference in his face, but his tone was full of determination.

As soon as he returned to his office, he called Mandy.

When Mandy received Draco’s phone call, she was still in Brenna’s house.

“Well, Draco, you’ve finally decided to call me.” Only a few days had passed since the rumor had been released, and Mandy really hadn’t expected Draco to call her so soon She twirled her hair around her fingers, her eyes bright with shyness. “Did you call because you wanted to cooperate with me again?”

She was hoping for a more upbeat response but Draco’s voice was indifferent.

fact, had Mandy been in the same room as Draco, she could have noticed the anger in his eyes. However, over the phone call, she seemed to miss

guess was that Draco wanted to apologize to her and she knew she would enjoy his apology; Draco

he was apologizing, that meant

feel slightly giddy with joy. She decided to give Draco an out. “Tonight, Mrs. Olson’s holding a party. All the celebrities

his response, biting her lip

let’s talk

the sofa. She covered her face and squealed

never accepted her invitations of going out to the movies or watching shows together. He always made some excuse about being too busy. Tonight’s banquet would be their first

a gloomy mood. He looked at the designs on his table,

behavior. This would be the first

her house happily. As expected, Brandon was already home, reading the

Natalie leaned over expectantly, waiting to be praised. Brandon raised his head from the newspaper

her after all. We have to see if it fits her first. As for you,

that how you talk to your client?” Brandon pinched Natalie’s chin. The two were so close that they could hear each other

found his way to her waist. He rubbed her back gently

heart tightened She continued, taking on a pretend air of indifference,

fingers and laughed. He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her

wardrobe, Natalie answered, “I don’t think my design matches your identity. I know your