Billionaire’s Reborn Baby

Branden walked upstairs. When he saw the red door on the second floor, he suddenly turned around and said to Christy with a faint smile, “Since you’re so curious about that door, let me send you in.”

Hardly had Branden’s voice faded away, the bodyguard took Christy to the red door with one hand. Branden walked to the door unhurriedly. Then, he pressed his thumb on the handle of the door. The door was opened after his fingerprint was scanned.

He actually disguised the fingerprint lock as an ordinary door handle!

Christy was pushed into the room and staggered to the ground. She looked up and saw nothing but utter darkness. As Branden walked in and turned on the lights, the facilities in the room gradually came into her sight.

There was only one bed with pure white sheets. A black chair was beside it and a mirror stood by the wall. In addition, there was a small bookcase with a few books inside.

How could there be the only things?

Perhaps the surprise in Christy’s eyes was too obvious. Branden asked her with a smile, “What do you think here should be? An iron cage? Or a basement filled with whips?”

It could be anything but shouldn’t have been just like this. It was just a clean break room. But if it was a break room, why did it have to be here? Why did it have such a fingerprint lock? Why did it have to be in his private villa…?

Christy had too many questions in her mind. Branden dragged the black chair in front of her and sat down. Then he fiddled with the gun in his hand and asked, “Can you tell me who send you here?”

Branden was a capable man. He had no weakness perhaps except his only daughter. All sorts of thoughts flashed in Christy’s mind. After thinking seriously for a while, Christy said, “I just came here to investigate if any other women were hidden here.”

She said women instead of girls.

Branden moved his eyebrows imperceptibly, but Christy noticed it. He even relaxed a little and leaned his back against the chair. “Women? How can other women be here?”

Ferne said that Branden had been stuck in a stalemate for a long time in order to divorce his wife. Branden and his wife were at a dead end, but why did Branden allow it? Could it be that he had some weaknesses…

Christy’s thoughts were interrupted by Branden He stared at her and asked, “Who tells you there are women here?”

am paid for errands and never ask anything else. You know, knowing too

she hadn’t declared that she was sent here for investigation, Branden would have thought that she was

clearly but without key points. She did not know who sent her here. Those few

would benefit his wife to gain more compensation for

to his other hand and signaled the

transfer records to find out who that person was based on the remittance card number or contact number. However, there wasn’t any transfer records at

couldn’t let them

her phone and pressed her finger on the fingerprint lock to

It didn’t work.

the bodyguard

she looked. “If you want to touch my hands, just touch. There’s no need to ask

Then, he took her phone behind her back and held her fingers one

“Don’t touch my

accidentally touched. When she said it out loudly, the bodyguard was utterly discomfited. In the end, the phone still was

exactly?” the bodyguard was a

understood that Christy was just playing tricks to stall for time. However, even if she stalled for time, it could help nothing. She was already here. And even

slight impatience, “Don’t play tricks,” then

“Yes!”

Branden…” the butler suddenly

Branden frowned, “What’s up?”

is here.” the butler

and was confused. He walked out the door and asked, “Don’t I ask the driver to pick her up and send

that you

butler’s words in