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The Double Life of My Billionaire Husband

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Chapter 691 “What happened?” Draco asked lightly, a calm smile on his face. “You've never liked to meddle in other people s business.” Mandy rubbed her eyebrows in frustration. “It’s only because the order that Natalie received is so strange, so | have to meddle and take care of it. And now that we're cooperating, | can’t have your reputation be ruined by Natalie. Or our collaboration will be affected and that won't be beneficial for anyone.” Draco nodded slowly. “I understand what you mean, but | believe in Natalie. And she is about to leave W Marks to becan independent designer. Neither of us should meddle in her business.” Mandy avoided Draco’s gaze, her frown deepening. Despite his gentle look, Draco’s voice took on a somewhat stern tone, “Firstly, even if Natalie is cheated, she can handle it Secondly, this is my stuEvery designer has my permission to use the VIP room to receive their client Mandy, you have no right to deny their entry.” Mandy's face darkened at the warning she could sense in his words. Forcing a smile on her face, she said, “Okay.

| won't intervene. However, you need to think about our cooperation as well. | don’t want W Marks to be considered low-grade. It will affect our project.” At her words, Draco fell silent. Mandy raised her eyebrows and smiled, “Were working on making a dress for a famous diplomat’s wife, Brenna Olson. This is not W Marks’ most expensive order, but it is.

by far, the most valuable one. I'm working with you so we can push W Marks higher Perhaps it can even becmore internationally recognized.” Draco’s demeanor beccolder Mandy could sense it, but she innocently blinked her eyes and continued casually. “I know you don’t care about fand fortune, but Brenna has a bad temper If she thinks that W Marks Stujust accepts any kind of order, she could feel really offended.” “Relax, Mandy,” Draco cut her off. “I've told you already that Natalie is going to leave W Marks. What happens to her after that will have nothing to do with W Marks or our reputation.” His voice was low and he spoke as if he was calculating the effect of his words before saying them. There was a coldness on his face, despite the easy going demeanor he was pretending to put on.

Mandy gave him a smile, albeit a forced one. “Well, | believe what you say.” She stood up to leave. “If that’s all, | still have work to do.” Draco waved his hand to stop her. “Wait a minute. There is sinformation about Brenna’s order,” he said, taking out a document from the drawer and putting it on the table. He raised his eyebrows and said, “Let’s read it together if you're free now.” After choosing the fabrics with Hannah. Natalie sent her back hto rest.

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Elizabeth looked up from the painting and nodded towards Dracos office. “It’s been a few hours, but Mandy hasn't cout yet.” Natalie looked towards the office door curiously and found that it had been closed since the beginning.

“I guess they won't open the door until it’s tto get off work Mr. Wesley and Mandy have been quite busy with their work these days. It seems as if they have been working on a very important project.” said Elizabeth, her tone casual, as she lowered her head towards the painting again.

“Mr. Wesley has been recuperating for stnow. It’s good that he’s finally cheered up and ready for work.” Natalie returned to her seat to do her work.

As Elizabeth expected, Mandy only emerged from Draco’s office when it was tto get off work Natalie and Elizabeth were ready to leave, having packed all their things. However, Mandy stopped them before they could step out of the studio.

Mandy strutted towards Natalie in her towering three-inch high heels. “There's something I've been dying to ask you, Natalie,” she asked with her red lips curved up in a sly smile. Elizabeth stood in front of Natalie, her eyes filled with hostility. “She’s already off duty. Why ask her now” Mandy raised her eyebrows and smiled, “I'm not asking you to stay as well. Why do you seem so anxious?” Natalie tugged at Elizabeth's sleeve and gestured toward the stairs. “Frank is waiting for you downstairs. You should go now.” “Are you sure you can handle this” Elizabeth worriedly whispered in Natalie's ear.

“Don’t worry about me. Now, go.” Natalie watched Elizabeth's figure disappear into the distance before turning to face Mandy. With a faint smile, she gestured toward the office and said, “Shall we go inside?” Mandy looked around expressionlessly and replied, “Let's talk here. | won't be long.” Natalie merely nodded as a response. “When are you going to leave W Marks Studio? My project with Draco is about to start,” Mandy said without beating around the bush.

“Where would | go?” Natalie retorted with a confused expression and a helpless smile Mandy burst into laughter and condescendingly scanned Natalie from head to toe. “Don’t tellyou're content with using Draco’s resources forever? Surely, you must have sambition of your own. Or are you just happy being a parasite?” It was not until then that Natalie understood what Mandy wanted to talk to her about. “I see what you're saying now. The thing is, | haven't thought I'd have the opportunity to branch out on my own so soon. And Mr. Wesley did mention that I could give it a shot under my own nfor the tbeing.” What Mandy had said made sense, though. If Natalie were to becan independent designer, she could not continue meeting clients at the W Marks Stuwithout directly affecting Draco’s business. It was inevitable that she would have to move out.

Now that Natalie thought at it, it seemed that she had to choose a suitable place of her own soon. In Mandy's eyes, she must look like a fool.

Mandy lifted her chin and suddenly let out a sardonic laugh. “Aren’t your husband and parents going to lend you a hand,” she quipped.

Mandy believed that Natalie should make the most of her strong background. With the White family as her backing, she had access to a vast network of connections in Barnes. Not to mention, Brandon was a rising business tycoon in recent years and also one of Natalie's backers. With the support of these two powerful forces, Natalie's career could skyrocket.

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Natalie erupted into laughter. If Mandy had not brought them up, she never would even have thought of that. “I should rely on myself and my own abilities for my career. It’s not fair to depend on my family’s connections,” she calmly said without blinking.

Mandy was at a loss for words, and there was an inexplicable expression on her face. She opened her mouth to say something but thought better of it. Instead, she fished out her calling card from her wallet and handed it to Natalie. “Never mind. We're colleagues, after all. Here's my card. If you ever need any help, don’t hesitate to ask. I'll help you find a new place when I'm free. Remember, you have to move out of the W Marks as soon as possible.” Natalie blinked and looked at Mandy with a confused expression She had not expected that despite Mandy’s bad temper, she could also be surprisingly helpful.

Before she could even thank Mandy, she heard a distinct sound of a car behind her.

The limited-edition Bentley was undoubtedly the epitof luxury cars. Even the sound of its exhaust was deep and resonant, a testament to its power and prestige.

Natalie turned around and saw Brandon open the car door and step out. His eyes held a casual expression, and his downturned lips made him look so dignified.

“Sorry for being late. There was an emergency meeting just now” Brandon took Natalie’s handbag and looked at her confusedly. “What's this?” It was not until then that Natalie cto her senses. She did not notice that she had given the calling card to Brandon. “Oh. it’s Miss Hamilton's ncard She said she’d helpchoose a suitable place for my own studio.” Without sparing a glance at the calling card, Brandon returned it to Mandy and said. “My wife can easily get whichever land she wants. She doesn’t need others’ help.” Mandy met his cold eyes, and his powerful aura shut her up Brandon’s temperament was different from that of Draco Mandy unconsciously took her card back as if she was under a trance.