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The Double Life of My Billionaire Husband

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Chapter 603 “I didn’t have the tbefore, did 1? You're all in different cities and only ctogether for the award ceremony.

It just happened to be convenient forto bring you here this time.” Estella introduced Natalie to everyone with a smile, “This is Natalie, whom I've mentioned to you before. She's the designer of my dress this time. If you need her designs in the future, you can cto her at any time. Why don’t you exchange contact information with each other? You can also place orders online.” Estella nudged Natalie and winked at her. “I'll wait for you over there. Please helpreceive these friends.” Natalie chuckled. She was happy to receive Estella’s friends as Estella actually introduced potential business opportunities to her.

It wasn't until Estella’s friends left that Natalie had a chance to talk to her.

“Why do you suddenly have so many friends?” Natalie had heard on the Intethat Estella had a short fuse and therefore few friends.

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Taking a sip of coffee, Estella raised her eyebrows and said in annoyance, “Don’t beat around the bush! Just say that I'm unpopular.” She sighed slightly. “They are also writers. We had a good chat online. We ctogether for this award ceremony. They thought my dress was beautiful, so | decided to bring them here to see the creator today.” With a sly smile, Natalie asked, “In that case, now that you've completed your task, why are you still here?” “Natalie!” Staring at her with wide eyes, Estella finally gave in and said awkwardly, “You don’t know how annoying Sean, that jerk, can be!” Estella couldn't help but tell Natalie about how Sean confessed his love to her last night and how he denied it the next morning when he was sober.

Natalie knew that Estella would bring up Sean eventually. She gently smiled and comforted Estella, “Sean has never been struck by Cupid’s arrow. Sometimes you need to cut him sslack. But you said he poured his heart out to you. I think he really meant it, but he’s just too chicken to admit it.” “I can’t just twiddle my thumbs and wait like this. My youth is like gold -1 can’t let it slip away. If Sean doesn’t appreciate it, I'll give him the boot!” Estella said, gritting her teeth.

Natalie thought of a plan. “Why don’t you two have a heart-to-heart on the day of the award ceremony? You are brave enough to wear your heart on your sleeve, and you should also show this advantage in love.” Holding her face, Estella was lost in thought. Patting her on the shoulder, Natalie winked at her and said, “I'll be your wingman!” Estella grabbed Natalie's hand excitedly, “Really?” Natalie nodded, “Don’t worry. I've got your back.” Tflew by. It soon cto the day when the award ceremony was held. In the morning, Natalie went to the Larson Group to deliver Sean a suite.

While she was waiting for the elevator, she saw Vivian walking toward her.

Vivian didn't see Natalie.

Vivian and her team were deep in discussion about a recent public service project undertaken by the Larson Group, which was Vivian's first major task since joining the company. She took extra care in examining the documents provided by her colleagues and stumbled upon a glaring flaw in the papers.

“I've stressed that our public service endeavors should be conducted with the utmost formality. It's best to invite official and serious media rather than letting these entertainment reporters in. Public service isn’t meant to be the subject of gossip news. That will only make our Larson Group look petty,” Vivian said sternly, causing her colleagues to feel shocked and Natalie to feel a sense of familiarity.

Initially, Natalie intended to greet Vivian, but before she had a chance, she overheard Vivian scolding her colleagues.

“I don’t want to see this mistake repeated. Make the necessary fixes and then bring it back to me.” Vivian tossed the papers back! Natalie’s mind was in a whirl.

Vivian's words and actions were eerily similar to those of Charis! Natalie took two steps back instinctively, a chill running down her spine. For a moment, she even thought that it was Charis speaking. Memories of the past flooded Natalie’s mind; memories of Charis’ kind facade hiding a wicked heart.

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“You don’t look so good,” Brandon said as he approached Natalie.

He placed a hand on her shoulder and asked, “What's going on?” Natalie stared blankly ahead. In a gentle voice, Brandon inquired, “You textedearlier saying that you'd be coming here. Is everything okay?” Snapping out of her reverie, Natalie shook her head and forced a smile. “I'm here to deliver a suit to Sean. You said that you were in a meeting and wouldn't have tto pickup.” Natalie averted her gaze from Vivian. She was convincing herself that she was just daydreaming. Charis had passed away long ago and it was probably just a coincidence that she ran into a girl with similar mannerisms.

“Where is Sean?” Natalie's expression returned to normal and she realized that Sean was nowhere to be found.

Turning his head, Brandon replied, “He's coming. He must be busy sorting through documents after the meeting.” As if on cue, Sean's voice called out from a short distance away, “Mrs. Larson, what brings you here at this time?” Sean approached with a smile on his face.

“I cto bring you this suit for tonight's banquet. | figured I'd drop by and give it to you so you can try it on first,” Natalie said with a gentle smile, handing the suit to Sean and adding a reminder, “Please don’t be late!” Sean's eyes widened in excitement. He placed the folder under his armpit and took the suit with enthusiasm. “I was a bit worried about what to wear. Mrs. Larson, you're a lifesaver. This suit is perfect.” Just as Natalie was about to say something, she heard a cough. With a sour expression, Brandon wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her close, “Sean, don’t speak nonsense.” “Mr. Larson, I'll be going now,” Sean said with a sycophantic smile, helpless against Brandon's jealousy.

Despite the initial hiccup, Sean’s good mood remained as steady as a rock. He headed into the bathroom to try it on.

Natalie whispered to Brandon, “I designed Sean and Estella’s outfits to match, like two peas in a pod. If Sean wears it, they'll look like a match made in heaven.” Brandon brushed off Natalie's words, but when Sean emerged, he couldn’t help but do a double-take.