The Double Life of My Billionaire Husband – Episode 37
Lauren watched Cassie’s recording three times. Each replay showed Daniel Walter hurrying after Sebastian, listening like a subordinate, and accepting instructions about the company event. By the final viewing, disbelief had hardened into calculation.
“If Sebastian is Bash Myers, he is worth billions,” Cassie said. “And we gave him to Natalie.”
Lauren corrected her. They had not given him away permanently. The marriage began as a substitution arranged under false assumptions, and arrangements could be reversed if the right pressure was applied.
“He married her,” Cassie protested. “There’s a certificate.”
“Certificates can be dissolved.” Lauren enlarged a frame showing Sebastian’s face. “The important question is whether he loves her or merely needed a Quinn bride for his trust.”
Cassie remembered the way he spoke about Natalie outside B.M. Pride had warmed his voice when Daniel praised her. That sounded more dangerous than obligation, but she refused to concede it. “He was supposed to marry me first.”
“Then remind him.” Lauren’s answer reduced marriage to a position Cassie could reclaim. “Natalie only has an advantage because she is already inside his home.”
They traced the penthouse ownership through public property databases. The residence was held by a Klein investment company, and Sebastian’s name appeared on an older filing. Tax records placed its value far beyond anything his reported trust distribution could explain. Natalie’s story about a wealthy friend collapsed completely, revealing that Sebastian had moved his wife into his own home while pretending to be a guest.
Lauren smiled. “He paid the hospital, arranged her job, and moved her into his penthouse. Every miracle has his signature.”
For Cassie, the generosity proved Sebastian’s value rather than his devotion. She imagined the clothes, access, and social power that should have accompanied her original engagement. Half a million dollars from his trust fund now seemed insulting beside the fortune he concealed.
George entered and demanded to know why they were examining corporate records. Lauren showed him the hospital trace. His anger focused first on the unauthorized use of his name, then shifted when he saw Daniel’s account. Someone had made him appear generous while quietly tightening pressure on his business, a humiliation more threatening to him than the original unpaid bill.
“B.M. is the company destroying my contracts,” he said. If Sebastian controlled it, his daughter’s husband was dismantling the Quinn business while pretending to be powerless.
Lauren saw leverage. George saw revenge. Cassie saw an opportunity to replace Natalie before the identity became public. Their motives differed, but all three required separating the couple.
George proposed confronting Sebastian directly. Lauren rejected the idea. A billionaire could crush what remained of their company if cornered; influence had to be gained through emotion, not threat.
“Natalie trusts him,” Cassie said. “But she hates being controlled. If she learns he bought every success and lied about everything, she’ll leave on her own.” Cassie remembered how Natalie defended Sebastian at the mansion. Breaking affection directly would be difficult; converting his kindness into evidence of manipulation would let Natalie destroy it herself.
Lauren approved the insight. They would reveal enough to break Natalie’s faith while offering Sebastian the bride he had originally expected. Cassie would appear sympathetic, not ambitious.
The company event provided the perfect deadline. Sebastian intended to confess there, meaning his secret plan was reaching its final stage. Once employees and reporters recognized him publicly, Cassie could no longer approach without appearing motivated by wealth. They had to act before he controlled the version Natalie heard and before Natalie understood exactly what she possessed.
Cassie volunteered to approach him first. Lauren warned that seduction alone might fail; Sebastian had ignored Cassie at the wedding and protected Natalie with unusual intensity.
“Then we create evidence he can’t explain,” Cassie said. Her smile carried the confidence of someone who had mistaken cruelty for intelligence many times before.
Lauren called a hotel contact and reserved a room under a false name. She also located a sedative that would cloud memory without leaving obvious signs by morning. Their plan was no longer to expose Sebastian’s secret—it was to place him in a scene Natalie would interpret as betrayal.
At the penthouse, Sebastian selected a dress for Natalie to wear Friday, unaware of the trap forming around his confession. He imagined standing beside her without aliases and asking whether their marriage could continue after the contract ended. In the Quinn mansion, Cassie held up the hotel key card Lauren had obtained and promised that by the time the company event began, Natalie would believe her billionaire husband had chosen the sister he was meant to marry.