The Double Life of My Billionaire Husband

Chapter 764 Before Natalie could react, Lexi turned to Clyde with an apologetic look and said, “I'm sorry, Mr. Lambert, and to everyone. The power in the stusuddenly went out. We won't be able to accept any interviews or publicity today. Please go back first.” Clyde didn’t budge, however.

He still attempted to stay.

“Never mind the lights, we can go outside to continue the interview. Now...” A cracking sound brought Clyde to an abrupt stop.

In the dim light, Lexi shook her coffee mug apologetically.

“I'm sorry, Mr. Lambert, the stuis too dark and | couldn't see. | accidentally spilled coffee on your face. You'll forgive me, right?” Clyde was left standing in the sspot, covered in coffee.

Thick liquid dripped from his hair and face and Lexi knew full well how sticky it would be.

Most of all, it was extremely embarrassing.

He had every reason to believe that this little brat had done it deliberately! The embarrassed look on Clyde's face made Natalie burst into laughter.

The anger she was tightly holding down dissipated.

She swallowed to suppress her laughter.

“Mr. Lambert, | suggest your return hand change your clothes.” Clenching his fist, Clyde did his best to hold back his anger but it was a struggle.

Fortunately, he managed to resist the urge to explode at Natalie's assistant right there and then. He had to maintain a good impression in front of Natalie. He couldn't let his emotions take over! “Alright then.” Taking a deep, calming breath, Clyde forced a smile.

“I'll be on my way now. But I'll be back to chat with you again sother day, Miss White.” He wanted to cback again? What a joke! Natalie cursed silently.

Clyde casually put the flowers on a table before leaving with the big group of reporters.

In the dim light, Natalie glanced at the table where the flowers were and felt her annoyance return.

“Mr. Lambert, wait!” She called after him. Hopeful, Clyde turned around with excitement.

Did Natalie change her mind and want him to stay? Natalie didn’t beat around the bush.

She threw the flowers directly back to Clyde, the corners of her lips lifting a little.

“You should take the flowers back with you. | don’t need them.”Rejection hit Clyde like a truck.

He hold the flowers in his hands and finally recognized that he didn’t have a chance. Natalie wasn’t only refusing the flowers he gave her, she was also refusing him. No matter how thick-skinned Clyde was, at that moment his face turned livid completely.

He had never been so humiliated in his life! Between gritted teeth, he uttered an abrupt “Goodbye” and rushed out of the studio, taking the journalists with him. Relief shot up Natalie's body as she watched Clyde flee. It was oddly refreshing to see.

After everyone left, Natalie sighed with relief, picked up the phone, and was about to call a mechanic to fix the power outage.

But then, the lights con all of a sudden.

Confused, Natalie looked at the lights, and then at Lexi, who was smiling slyly.

“Did you do it on purpose?” Lexi grinned like a mischievous child and answered, “Yes, it seemed like they were not leaving, so | cup with this idea.” Natalie chuckled and said, “Wow! You sure have a lot of tricks.” Feeling shy, Lexi scratched her head and said, “Boss, would you blme for making them leave without asking you first? I just felt like they were being too arrogant. Not only did they judge our studio, but they also offended our clients. They were rude!” Lexi’s awkward and cute side amused Natalie.

“Aren’t you worried that | might fire you because you acted without my permission?” Lexi’s face paled, but she stood firm and said, “I know you won't firejust because | made those reporters leave. They were a bunch of snobs, so arrogant and rude to our clients. Although | would never dare to say that | know you well, | can tell that you are not a self-centered person and that you loathe people who think too highly of themselves.” Natalie's heart warmed up after hearing Lexi’s understanding of her, and she was also a little surprised. She didn’t expect Lexi to know her so well and trust her wholeheartedly.

Lexi had even taken the risk of offending her just to make those reporters leave. Natalie sincerely said to her, “Thank you, Lexi. You did a good job.” “And...” Lexi winked cutely and added, “Mr. Johnson toldwhile he recruitedthat | should know how to help my boss solve problems when necessary and | will always remember it!” Natalie was more than just satisfied with Lexi, who could analyze the situation and act decisively.

It seemed that Sean had recruited the right person, after all.

Meanwhile, after leaving the studio, Clyde was furious. He had done a lot for Natalie.

He sent her flowers and asked reporters to promote her new studio.

Why couldn’t she appreciate it? Why was she so ungrateful? He knew Natalie was a proud lady from a distinguished family, but she should at least be moved by his kind and enthusiastic gesture, shouldn't she? She should at least feel grateful towards him.

Not to mention, the assistant purposely splashed coffee on his face just to see him make a fool of himself! Was Brandon afraid that he might steal Natalie's heart that he had to send an assistant to guard her? Clyde blamed Brandon and believed that if it hadn't been for Brandon's intervention during his date with Natalie, she would have treated him better now.

The more Clyde thought about it, the more furious it made him.

Hanging his head low, he walked over to the opposite side of the street. His car was parked on another street, so he had to pass through a busy intersection.

Clyde had always been gentle and easy-going in front of others, and it was his first twalking in the streets like a mess.

Even if no one noticed him, he still felt like people were laughing at him. He was so embarrassed that he wanted to dig a hole and bury himself in it! Damn it! That little bitch! Clyde roared in his heart.

He would have destroyed that assistant if it hadn't been for Natalie.

Immersed in anger, Clyde didn’t even notice a Maybach that stopped not too far away.

In the car, Sean raised his chin at Clyde and asked Brandon, “Mr. Larson, is that Clyde Lambert? Why is he here? And why is he in such a mess? Aren't we close by Mrs. Larson's studio?” Following the direction Sean was pointing to, Brandon saw Clyde holding a bouquet, hanging his head low, which was splashed with coffee.

Brandon could guess what might have happened just by looking at him. “He must be coming from Natalie's studio.” With a playful smile, Brandon added, “But it seems like he has humiliated himself in front of her.” Sean nodded with a frown and asked, “Is he trying to pursue Mrs. Larson?” Brandon smiled scornfully and said coolly, “He doesn’t deserve to pursue her. Let's go and have a look.” Clyde was just about to get in the car when a black Maybach stopped behind him all of a_ sudden, effectively blocking his way.

Frowning, he asked, “What's your deal? Can't you see | will have to reverse the car later? How will | move my car if you're there?” Even in the car, Brandon could hear the resentment oozing from Clyde's voice.

He slowly rolled down the window, flashing an evil smile.

“Hello, Mr. Lambert.” At the sight of Brandon, Clyde’s coffee-stained face suddenly stiffened.

“Mr... Mr. Larson?” He didn’t expect to meet Brandon right now.

Especially not during his most awkward situation! Brandon was the last person he wanted to meet at this time! Brandon studied Clyde from head to toe before asking with a teasing smile.

“What happened to you, Mr. Lambert? Did someone throw coffee in your face?” A grim expression settled on Clyde's face.

Nevertheless, he put on a fake smile.

“It's none of your business, Mr. Larson. Please drive the car away the soonest you can. | need space to back up.” Either Brandon didn’t understand the meaning of his words or he was purposely ignoring them, because he asked in a friendly manner, “This spot is very close to Natalie's studio.

Do you perhaps want to visit Natalie's studio, Mr. Lambert? Letdrive you there.” Brandon's offer made Clyde's expression darker.

Between gritted teeth, he said, “No thanks. | just cout from there. | heard that you helped prepare Miss White's studio. Mr. Larson, the decoration team you hired is not good at it. The power suddenly turned off.” Raising his eyebrows, Brandon smiled.

“Really? Oh, how unfortunate!” Clyde had already opened his mouth to complain smore, but Brandon had enough fun for the day.

He didn’t want to talk to him anymore, so he waved his hand at Sean.

“Let’s go,” he said.