My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

Chapter 763: My Wife Was Framed

It was none other than Brandon.He strode in with four bodyguards following closely behind him.He glanced over his shoulder and ordered calmly, "Get all the reporters and cameramen out and close the doors."

The reporters and cameramen exchanged wary glances as Brandon's men drove them out of the studio.

Brandon wanted to keep those outsiders out so as to not cause a needless sensation.

"Who the fuck are you? This matter is none of your business!"

Mrs.Fuller was still fuming.She looked at the man in front of her with unmasked hostility.

Without answering, Brandon walked to the sofa in the studio and sat down as though he owned the place.He explained unhurriedly, "I am Brandon Larson of the Larson Group. Pleasure to meet you, Mrs.Fuller."

Hearing that, Mrs.Fuller swallowed nervously and faltered.

The Larson Group was not to be trifled with.

No wonder she felt that this man looked familiar.

She might have seen him before from a distance at a banquet or something.

Brandon was a low-key person and he seldom showed up on TV and newspapers.

no idea

judging from this man’s temperament, she knew

leak of W Marks’ design drafts have anything to do with

his nails casually and took a

indeed related to Larson Group, in a way.Mrs.Fuller, why don't you listen to me first

here, Mr.Larson? Does the leak of

nails casually and took a glance at

a way.Mrs.Fuller, why don't you listen

nodded at

brought out some documents and

my men to investigate the

design draft all

and sneered, "I know what's going on here.You're trying to

the document carefully.It doesn't matter if you still insist on calling the police.Of course, the Larson Group is more than ready to deal with this trifle matter, but I don't want to mar the relationship

in his usual casual tone, as though everything was under his

her head and read the

to the

she raised her head

I'm willing to believe