The Double Life of My Billionaire Husband

She knew that Draco studied under Nelson's guidance and that Draco was very grateful for him.

How could he refuse his teacher's last art exhibition? So, she took the opportunity to invite Draco.

This way, their relationship would definitely ease up.

Just when Mandy thought she succeeded, Draco spoke.

“I will think about it. If there is nothing else, you can leave now, Miss Hamilton.” Mandy's usually demure smile was on the verge of shattering like delicate porcelain.

She never imagined that even the allure of Nelson's art exhibition wouldn't sway Draco’s resolve.

Could he truly be so adamant in refusing to date her? Noticing Mandy's immobility, Draco repeated his request in a soft voice, “Miss Hamilton, please take your leave. | am quite preoccupied at the moment.” Desperate to avoid leaving a sour taste in his mouth, Mandy reluctantly retreated from the office.

As she emerged, her gaze couldn’t help but drift toward Natalie's seat, brimming with resentment. It was solely Natalie's meddling that had driven a wedge between her and Draco, causing their relationship to deteriorate.

Had it not been for Natalie, she might have already claimed the title of Draco’s girlfriend.

Elizabeth caught Mandy's lingering stare and couldn't resist a chuckle.

“Miss Hamilton, do you miss Natalie so dearly that you can’t tear your eyes away from her seat?” Mandy shot Elizabeth a venomous glare and retorted, “Miss her? Sparethe revulsion.” Elizabeth's voice dripped with insinuation.

“Ah, well, it's for the best. Natalie wouldn't want you constantly pining after her, anyway.” With no desire to engage in further conversation with Elizabeth, Mandy stormed out of the W Marks Studio, her high heels clicking angrily against the floor.

The moment Mandy stepped outside, a sinister thought began to take root in her heart.

Was Natalie planning to becan independent designer? Mandy vowed she would never let Natalie's aspirations cto fruition. Natalie had made thorough preparations this time.

After researching Carly and her grandmother's circumstances, she and Lexi cto Carly’s company.

A receptionist guided them to the waiting area, where they anxiously awaited Carly’s arrival.

“Boss, do you think Carly will be receptive to our explanation? Will she accept our apology?” Lexi’s nerves still quivered with uncertainty.

She had witnessed Carly’s stormy departure firsthand —Carly was not one to let things slide easily.

Natalie nodded with conviction and reassured her, “As long as we approach her with genuine sincerity, | believe Carly will find it in her heart to forgive us.” Natalie had learned skey details about Carly.

Carly’s background bore a striking resemblance to her own—raised in the countryside by her grandmother, Carly had relocated to Barnes upon marriage.

Moreover, she managed a modeling agency single- handedly, making her an influential figure in the fashion world.

As a result, if she truly offended Carly, her career could very well be jeopardized.

They had managed to secure this meeting after Lexi had persistently contacted Carly’s secretary.

It was their final chance, and Natalie was determined not to squander it.

Encouraged by Natalie's unyielding resolve, Lexi gradually regained her composure.

However, as the minutes dragged on, Carly remained absent.

Lexi’s youthful spirit and fiery temperament made it impossible for her to suppress her growing impatience.

“Has Carly forgotten our appointment, or is she deliberately avoiding us?” Even the typically stoic Natalie couldn't help but feel a flutter of unease after being left waiting for so long.

“Go and inquire whether Carly is on the premises.” Lexi nodded in agreement.

As she turned to leave, Natalie caught the sound of Carly’s voice mingling with another all-too-familiar one.

“Carly, rest assured, | will handle your grandmother's dress design.” “Alright, alright, I'm confident you can take care of it.” Upon hearing the familiar voice, Natalie furrowed her brow.

She urgently tugged Lexi toward the origin of the conversation.

Her suspicions were confirmed.

A short distance away, Carly was engaged in animated conversation with a woman whose presence caused Natalie's heart to sink.

The woman was none other than Mandy, the designer who had been a constant thorn in her side at the W Marks Studio.

As Natalie's eyes locked onto Mandy, her brow furrowed even more tightly.

What on earth was Mandy doing here? Mandy put her spoiled and childish personality aside and made use of her professional fashion expertise to quickly win over Carly with just a few words.

She could be very eloquent and articulate when in the presence of high society's upper-class ladies.

“Mandy, | trust in your professional abilities. | can now rest assured that my grandma's dress designs are in good hands. She has worked hard her whole life, and she has never worn a good dress. This has always been a thorn in my heart,” Carly said with a sigh, patting Mandy's hand and smiling.

Mandy expressed her empathy by saying, “You're such a good granddaughter. | will do my best and design a very unique outfit for your grandma.” Carly smiled and nodded in agreement, suddenly noticing Natalie standing beside them.

After seeing Natalie, Carly recalled her appointment with her.

“Miss White, I'm sorry.” With a look of regret, Carly added, “I really admire your work. But unfortunately, I've found someone else who is better suited for my requirement.” Mandy gave Natalie a meaningful smile and said, “It's been a long time, Natalie.

| am the designer Miss Reed has chosen for the project.” From their conversation, Natalie already knew that Mandy had taken the job which was originally hers.

Although she felt samount of frustration over losing a client, she was more surprised to see Mandy there.

She never anticipated Mandy would take up a design job from Carly.

Was it really just a coincidence? But Natalie knew well that it was not the right tfor her to dwell on such thoughts.

Natalie gave Carly a wry smile and said, “There is no need to apologize, Miss Reed.

Not only did | chere today to get the job back, but also to personally apologize to your grandmother.” And that was the real reason behind her visit.

Although she was a bit disappointed about losing the design job, she did not blCarly because it was her mistake, after all.

If only she had driven Clyde away that day, the poor elderly woman would not have gotten hurt, and she would not have left a bad impression on Carly, so indeed it was a failure on her part.

Upon hearing Natalie's earnest words, Carly’s unpleasant feelings toward her were somewhat eased.

Carly smiled and said, “Miss White, you don’t need to feel bad about what happened that day.

My grandma is a very kind woman, and she doesn’t hold any grudges against you.” But Natalie shook her head and insisted, “Miss Reed, if you won't accept my apology, | will feel guilty for the rest of my life.” Natalie then brought out the snacks she had prepared in advance and handed them to Carly.

“I hope you can pass these snacks to your grandma and convey my apologies to her.” For a moment, Carly hesitated.

But then, Natalie's heartfelt apology moved her, so she accepted the snacks.

“Since you've gone through the trouble of preparing these snacks, it would be ungracious ofto refuse them, so | promise to pass them on to my grandma,” said Carly.