My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

"Mt Larson, the surveillance system has just been updated.It was scheduled to be done yesterday, but the tech department was women that something important might occur while the security cameras were out of service, so they put it off until after the employees les for the day"

The assistant explained the situation in a shaking voice.

He wasn’t sure what was going on, but he was scared nonetheless.

Especially given the dark and formidable face his boss was sporting Even so, his fear did not curb his curiosity Why was the president suddenly investigating this matter?

"Keep looking into it Contact me once you find new leads"

Brandon’s lips curled into a sneer.

"Call Miss Turner here."

He was nearing the end of his tether.

The mandate to execute the system update at such a fortuitous time had come from the senior executives-all of them, it seemed.

Clearly, whoever was behind this was meticulous.

They had made sure that there were no loose ends, no trace left.

Chans entered Brandon’s office with a stack of documents and her laptop.She looked tired, as though she had spent the last several nights buried in work.

"We just had three separate meetings in a row.The recent turmoil in Wall Street and the collapse of the stock market has put everyone in a state of panic."

She sounded weary as well, but she brightened up as she approached Brandon’s desk.

me to stop by around this

unaware of what was happening

you doing at the stairwell

asked bluntly, though his

was replaced with a smile.She dropped the documents she was carrying on his desk and said in a playful tone, "You must be kidding, Mr.Larson.You know that I hate taking the stairs.I had a meeting until ten o’clock last night, long

her in silence, a myriad of emotions flickering in

Chars was no fool.

how much she knew "Did you

a long, dramatic

it, then feel free to check into it.There are surveillance cameras everywhere in

immediately thought that

a meeting when

dozen senior executives served

debacle in one way or

choice but to overlook his suspicions at

not suspecting you.You’re thinking

Charis’ smile widened.

him, of course, but she would

at you, you should go home soon, too.No

door behind her,

plane ticket out of Seacisco.It leaves

right now.Make sure she

was hammering

his suit jacket from the sofa and strode out