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

temperament, she knew that he

brings you here, Mr.Larson? Does the leak of W Marks’ design drafts

took a glance at Janet, whose head

a way.Mrs.Fuller, why don't you listen to me first and then decide whether to call the police or

the leak of W Marks’ design drafts have

his nails casually and took a

why don't you listen to me first and then decide whether to call

at the head of

brought out some documents and handed them

my men to

the design draft all admitted that they had never had any contact with

what's going on here.You're trying

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

tone, as though everything was under

Mrs.Fuller lowered her head and read

she got to

she raised her head

I'm willing to