The Double Life of My Billionaire Husband

Chapter 706 “Mandy, stop crying.” Brenna’s voice cfrom behind. “Look at yourself. Now cback with me.” Brenna, who was quite concerned, decided to follow Mandy outside when she saw her pursuing Draco.

However, Brenna didn’t appear to be doing well after being lectured by her husband. Don’t mind the shoes. Just throw them away and | Il give you better ones later.” “Mrs. Olson, I...” Mandy was so confused when she saw Brenna help her up that she was unsure of what to do.

She'd just implicated her.

“Don’t say anything. I'll take you back.” Brenna was so patient with Mandy. All the guests present were distinguished people who would not make a fuss over such a trivial matter.

Even so, as a diplomat, Ewing was slightly embarrassed.

After returning to the villa, Brenna drew Mandy into her room and asked, “What happened between you and Draco? | saw him ignore you and even walk away from you.” “He chere to blme now that he knows everything,” Her eyes flushed with anger and she cried even more sadly.

Brenna thought briefly and said, “What happened today must have something to do with Natalie.” Mandy was not in the mood to reflect on Natalie s actions.

But today, she realized that Draco also had his pride and ego as a designer. She realized she shouldn't try to use W Marks to make him lower his head because that crossed his bottom line.

She wiped her tears and said, “Mrs. Olson, refrain from interfering in this matter from now. | no longer want you to be worried about me. I'm sure Mr. Olson should be furious about what happened today. As for Natalie, | have my strategy for dealing with her.” Mandy would have several chances after Natalie left the W Marks stuto prevent Natalie's new stufrom operating.

“Silly girl, I just hope you don’t suffer any losses. The party hasn't ended yet. Do you want to accompanydownstairs?” Brenna massaged Mandy's head gently, helped her find a pair of new high heels, and accompanied her to the banquet hall.

Despite the incidents, the party was only halfway through, and the rich ladies who had attended the party had not yet left.

Upon seeing Mandy emerge, everyone covered their mouths and chuckled. “Miss Hamilton, didn’t you go after a man just now? Why are you back?” “I just witnessed Miss Hamilton walk so quickly in high heels.” Several elegantly dressed ladies teased while covering their mouths.

Mandy blushed, embarrassed. She felt upset and tense, but she couldn't make a fool of herself al this time.

Brenna abruptly coughed, her eyes filled with displeasure. “You must have misinterpreted it. Mandy was just talking to me.” The ladies were compelled to give up because of Brenna’s status.

Mandy had a bad day today and was not in the mood to converse. She sat quietly next to them and drank. When she looked around, she noticed Natalie and Brandon holding hands and they happily walked away.

Mandy had known who Natalie really was. However, she just couldn't help but feel jealous. In terms of family background and status, Mandy had never believed that she was inferior to Natalie.

In her eyes, Natalie's achievements could only be attributed to luck and her family’s influence. If Brandon hadn't been her husband and the While family wasn’t her backer, Natalie wouldn't have been able to make anything of herself.

Mandy's eyes betrayed the resentment she felt for Natalie. No! She had to find out Natalie's flaws.

Who had paid the very expensive price that Natalie's first order had accumulated? The order involved designing clothes for the elderly or, at least, that was what was said. How could that be possible? Everything was be attributed to luck and her family’s influence. If Brandon hadn’t been her husband and the White family wasn’t her backer, Natalie wouldn't have been able to make anything of herself.

On their way home, Natalie recalled what had happened that night. She couldn't help but ask, “Did you perhaps go too far tonight? Why didn’t you show any respect to Brenna and Ewing on such an important occasion?” Brandon sighed. An expression of grievance showed on his face for the first time.

“Brenna bullied you first. | was afraid that you would only endure it and not fight back.” Natalie took a pause before replying. “At that time, | just wanted to smooth things over. | just think that it's not a big deal. There's no need to embarrass everyone. Besides, Brenna knows a lot of rich women. Maybe she'll introduceto them and I'll get to design their clothes in the future.” Brandon smiled. Natalie's thought process was beyond his expectations. He glanced at her and said, “You're actually thinking of your business.” Natalie let out a little laugh. Proudly, she said, “I do know a little bit about business since I spend every day with you. I’m planning on opening my own stuI've thought about it for a long tand | think it should have a good name, right? Do you have any suggestions?” “You usually make your own decisions on these kinds of things. Why do you need my opinion this time?” Brandon raised an eyebrow, suspicious of his wife's tactics.

Natalie flashed him a sweet smile and said, “You're my first client since | becan independent designer.

Con! Givesadvice!” The two continued their conversation, not realizing that the luxury car had arrived at their villa.

Natalie was in a good mood. She left the car happily. Behind her, Brandon got out as well, a complicated expression on his face.

Natalie would be very busy after she started her own studio. She loved to work so much that she prioritized it over everything, sometimes even including their relationship? Noticing that Brandon hadn't caught up with her, Natalie looked back at him in confusion. “Honey, what's wrong? Hurry up.” As soon as she finished her words, an idea cto her mind. Her eyes lit up and her voice suddenly rose with excitement. “How about naming my stuafter your mother s favorite flower? Iris. Sounds good! What do you think?” Brandon didn’t answer or meet her level of excitement. Natalie pouted, but didn’t press any further. She returned to her room to start her designs.

However, she kept thinking about her studio. Using Brandon's mother’s favorite flower as the nof the stuseemed like such a heartfelt and creative idea. In this way, Natalie would also be able to show her appreciation to his mother and thank her for bringing him into this world so he could be her loving husband. Natalie took out her laptop and logged in her social media account. She wanted to change her nand profile picture to a flower.

Brandon had been silent since they had left the car. When he cout of the bathroom, he sat next to Natalie and stared at her helplessly. Natalie didn’t notice until she was done changing her nand profile photo. She then looked up at Brandon and laughed. “Why are you staring atall the time? Is there something on my face?” With a smile on his face, Brandon closed Natalie's laptop and pressed himself against her. “Don’t think about work anymore. Let's play something interesting for a change.”