The Double Life of My Billionaire Husband

If it weren’t for the fact that Natalie belonged to the esteemed White family, and that establishing a relationship with her could potentially open doors to marrying into a highly affluent household,

Vivi wouldn’t have bothered dealing with such a worthless young lady. Furious, Vivi stormed into the restroom, seething with anger. Moments later, she called a friend to vent her frustrations about Natalie

“That girl from the White family, Natalie, is simply clueless. She has no understanding of the significance of marketing whatsoever. She even rejected my offer of free promotion. It’s clear that she’s pretending to be someone she’s not. Perhaps even her reputation as a brilliant designer is nothing more than a facade.”

As Vivi spoke, her anger intensified, and her words turned more venomous. “Her so-called studio is just a waste of money and a frivolous endeavor. There’s absolutely no chance of her ever succeeding! If it weren’t for the backing of the White family and Brandon Larson, she would be nothing but at miserable bitch!”

No sooner had the words left Vivi’s mouth than the restroom door was forcefully kicked open with a resounding thud, startling her.

Her gaze turned towards the person who’d just kicked the door, and suddenly her delicate face became pale and awash with fear.

“Statements like that should be based on facts!” Mandy’s haughty voice echoed through the restroom. “What’s wrong with a designer choosing not to work with models who don’t align with their style? It’s just that you two couldn’t come to an agreement on a collaboration. Is it really necessary to slander Natalie behind her back like this?”

Upon entering the washroom to wash her hands, she’d heard Vivi gossiping incessantly about Natalie, saying negative things about her.

Despite harboring her own dislike for Natalie, hearing this woman spew foul language and relentlessly slander Natalie-smearing her in every possible way—made Mandy feel inexplicably angry.

The fact that Natalie could become her competitor was enough proof of her capabilities. This woman’s slander towards Natalie, therefore, felt like a direct attack on her and the fashion industry at large.

Perhaps that was the reason for her displeasure and anger in that moment.

Mandy managed to find a reasonable justification for her reaction in her thoughts. Since Vivi was acquainted with Natalie, she naturally recognized Mandy as well. In addition to being a talented designer, Mandy hailed from a diplomatic family. Her clients mainly comprised of high-society elites and affluent young women.

Vivi quickly had a change of heart and offered an apology, saying, “Forgive me. I’m not well-versed in the intricacies of the fashion industry and wasn’t aware that designers had to select models based on their styles. I shouldn’t have allowed my emotions to get the better of me and criticize a designer like that.”

Mandy crossed her arms, lifted her chin and let out an arrogant snort.

Given Vivi’s penitent demeanor and tone, Mandy decided to let the matter go and not dwell on it any further.

Vivi smiled awkwardly in an attempt to appease Mandy. “Miss Hamilton, I’ve heard that you’re well- known in the fashion industry for your luxurious and refined style. I believe I’d be a good fit for that kind of aesthetic. Would you consider allowing me to model for you, free of charge?”

As she assessed Vivi’s looks and physique, Mandy couldn’t help but be intrigued.

Despite finding her irritating, it was impossible to ignore the fact that Vivi’s stunning looks and well- proportioned figure aligned perfectly with her design style.

Furthermore, Vivi already had substantial fan base, and many of her fans were likely to be potential clients for Mandy’s designs.

If she designed a luxurious and elegant dress and paired it with Vivi’s large following, the promotion effectiveness would undoubtedly be outstanding. By capitalizing on their individual strengths, they had a good chance of overtaking

Natalie in the industry.

As these thoughts raced through her mind, Mandy hesitated and asked, “Are you sure that you can bring me enough popularity?”

Vivi raised her chin confidently and asserted, “Absolutely. Although I’m not a big celebrity, I’m one of the most popular influencers on social media. Topping the trending topics is a breeze for me.”

As soon as Mandy heard Vivi boasting, a strong sense of dislike surged within her.

Vivi was merely a small Internet celebrity, yet she thought of herself as a big star. Contemplating on the potential popularity that Vivi could bring her, Mandy hesitated for a few seconds before clenching her teeth and reluctantly agreeing, “Fine, we can work together. I hope you won’t disappoint me.”

Vivi smiled and reassured her, “Not at all, Miss Hamilton. You can rest assured. The result of our collaboration will definitely meet your expectations.”

Mandy cast an indifferent glance at Vivi, snorted dismissively, and then turned around and left without uttering another word.

No matter how she rationalized the situation, one thing was clear-she had a strong dislike for Vivi. Whether due to her own ethics or personality, she found Vivi to be a hundred times more detestable than Natalie.

If it weren’t for her desire to surpass Natalie, she wouldn’t have bothered to work with a woman like Vivi, who lacked morals and principles. Just this once. Once she triumphed over Natalie, she would never have anything to do with Vivi again.

Stepping out of the restroom, Mandy reached for her makeup when a familiar figure near the washbasin caught her eye.

Draco stood there, his icy gaze filled with disdain.

Mandy’s heart raced instinctively as she felt Draco’s icy, disdainful gaze.

Had Draco overheard her conversation with Vivi? “Draco…” she said hesitantly. He pursed his lips, looked away, and strode off. Flustered by his departure, Mandy rushed after him and grasped his hand, attempting to explain, “Draco, it’s not what you think. Please, hear me out.”

Draco gently freed his hand from her grasp, his frosty smile and flat tone revealing his indifference. “Miss Hamilton, there’s no need to justify yourself to me.”

His cold demeanor left Mandy feeling humiliated.

Was she a terrible person in his eyes?

Did he believe she’d hurt Natalie, prompting his frosty behavior?

Draco shot her another icy glance and continued walking.

Unable to bear the frigid atmosphere, Mandy blocked his path, her eyes welling up. “Do you really see me as despicable and shameless?” she choked out.

The anguish of being misunderstood by her prince charming emboldened Mandy.

She longed to clarify that she wasn’t a shallow, malicious person.Material © of NôvelDrama.Org.