The Double Life of My Billionaire Husband

If they were to design a new dress from scratch, there wouldn’t be enough time.

“Inform Mr. Wesley first. And Tasha, call Mrs. Fuller. She must be furious,”

Natalie said decisively. “We have to discuss potential solutions with her.”

She glanced at the time on the clock and locked at everyone in the office authoritatively. “Everyone, we

might have to work overtime today. We need to wait for Mr. Wesley to make the final call. The two

dress designs are exactly the same, but from the pictures, it can be seen that the workmanship of that

dress is a bit rough in the edges, so it must’ve been made in a rush. The designer Aileen hired must’ve

plagiarized W Marks’s design, which means the design was leaked from our office. Our top priority is to

find out who leaked the design so that we can take legal action.”

Hearing that they wouldn’t be able to get off work on time, everyone started grumbling. But what

Natalie said was reasonable.

Dalores, however, couldn’t care less. She just hated Natalie and would counter designer Aileen hired

must’ve plagiarized W Marks’s design, which means the design was leaked from our office. Our top

priority is to find out who leaked the design so that we can take legal action.”

Hearing that they wouldn’t be able to get off work on time, everyone started grumbling. But what

Natalie said was reasonable. Dalores, however, couldn’t care less, She just hated Natalie and would

counter her any chance she got. Moreover, she didn’t think that Natalie was qualified to boss everyone

around in the office.

“Who do you think you are?” she stood up from her chair and sneered indignantly. “What gave you the

right to ask us to stay after working hours? We can deal with this tomorrow. Why rob everyone’s time?”

Dalores just hated seeing Natalie take the lead.

“Although we don’t have any evidence that somebody purposefully leaked the design, W Marks is still

partially responsible for this. We owe it to the client,”

Natalie said calmly. “Everyone who has laid eyes on those drafts are potential suspects.”

“Didn’t Mrs. Fuller see the draft as well?” Dalores refuted. “Maybe she leaked the design by accident.”

Natalie had met Mrs. Fuller before. She was a temperamental lady who hated wearing anything that

someone else had worn before, which was why she paid Draco good money to design clothes

specifically for her.

Mrs. Fuller would never share a design, be it by accident or on purpose.

“It can’t be Mrs. Fuller. She came for bespoke designs. She wouldn’t have shared it with anyone.

Everyone, let’s just wait for Mr. Wesley’s decision, okay?”

After that, Natalie went back to her seat and continued with her work.

Soon, Draco caught wind of what was happening. He called and told everyone not to leave the studio

and that he would come as soon as possible.

He expressed his concern about the breach in the company’s designs, making everyone a potential

suspect. It seemed that Mr. Wesley intended to conduct an investigation.

Natalie swiveled in her chair to glance over her colleagues when there was a sudden loud voice.

“Hey, Tasha, was it you. We all know how clumsy you are.” Dalores walked over and pointed a finger at

Tasha.

Tasha stood up in disbelief and immediately defended herself. “What? How could it be me? I come

from a decent family and they taught me well! We wouldn’t do such a stupid and immortal thing! Gather

evidence first before you start pointing fingers at me!”

Looking at the empty seat on Tasha’s left, Dalores sneered. “It wasn’t you? Then it must’ve been

Elizabeth. She must’ve known about this, so she was too scared to come to work. When she shows up,

I’ll get her to admit it in front of Mr. Wesley!”

Natalie couldn’t stand her nonsense anymore. She frowned and said, “Can you just shut up for one

second? We’ll get to the bottom of this once Mr. Wesley comes. He’s a fair person. If anyone can find

out who leaked the draft, it’s him!”

Dalores glared at Natalie murderously, gnashing her teeth.

Just then, there was a commotion outside the studio. Hearing the noise, everyone thought Draco had

arrived.

But to everyone’s surprise, the person who entered the studio was not Draco, but a very angry Mrs.

Fuller.

“Where the hell is Draco Wesley? Come out and face me!”

Mrs.Fuller looked expensive as usual, wearing a luxurious mink fur coat and designer shades.She

stormed in, her Valentino heels clicking against the floor, and threw her Prada bag onto an empty chair.

Behind her was a man in a well-tailored suit, who must’ve been her lawyer.

Agitated, Mrs.Fuller pulled out a cigarette from her bag, lit it, and took a long drag.

While exhaling a puff of smoke, her eyes swept across the office.

“What a coward! Is he hiding? That B-list actress showed off my dress to the masses.Shame on her!

Tell your boss to come out! I demand an explanation!”

Frightened by Mrs.Fuller’s threatening aura, nobody dared to make a sound.Only Natalie walked over

calmly and put on a professional smile.

“Mrs.Fuller, our apologies, but Mr.Wesley is on his way here as we speak.”

As soon as she finished speaking, the man next to Mrs.Fuller spoke.

“Miss, we demand justice.Mrs.Fuller has made herself very clear: if you can’t fix this today, she will sue

Draco Wesley and the W

Marks Studio to cover her losses.We will also hold a press conference to make it public.”

“We still need to investigate this matter. There has to be some sort of misunderstanding, “Natalie

explained cryptically.

“We’ve already confronted Aileen, but she said she didn’t know anything about it. ŋơ۷ɛƖơʑ.ƈơɱ She

only said that she had paid a designer a high price for the dress.She didn’t know that it was stolen from

your studio.” The lawyer took out a recorder and played a clip.

It was their conversation with Aileen..

Seeing that things were not going well,

Dalores poured a cup of tea for Mrs.Fuller and said with a flattering smile, “Mrs.Fuller,.

have some tea while you wait.”

As she handed the cup to Mrs.Fuller, Dalores took this as an opportunity to whisper something into

Mrs.Fuller’s ear.