My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

Chapter 858 No Clues

Sitting in the meeting room, Brandon kept silent as his eyes darkened. The shareholders present wondered why his face had suddenly seemed to drop. They exchanged glances with one other and held their collective breath.

“The meeting is adjourned.” Brandon squeezed his eyes shut. He had heard a man’s voice on the phone with Janet just now.

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And when Brandon tried to call Janet again immediately after, he found that he couldn’t get through to her.

He should never have let her go to the show. Damn it. Brandon silently cursed and shut off his phone.

Sean sensed that something was wrong with Brandon. He hadn’t intended to walk into the meeting uninvited, but he had a very important matter to report, and it couldn’t be delayed. Sean could only push the door open and enter, despite the anguished look in Brandon’s eyes. “What’s going on?” Brandon cast a harsh glance at Sean. Swearing to himself, Sean turned on a wry smile and said, “Sir, Jorge says he wants to see you.”

Rubbing his eyebrows, Brandon asked, “Is Jorge finally ready to crack? Call Frank and we’ll go see him together.” As it so happened, Frank hadn’t left yet. Maybe he could find something out about this mysterious pharmacist behind Jorge.

In the interrogation room of the Barnes Police Department…

Jorge’s cheeks were sunken and he looked haggard. “I said I wouldn’t talk to anyone but Brandon Larson.” Jorge lowered his head, looked away and said, “I won’t say anything else as long as anyone else is present.”

Through the interrogation room’s one-way mirror, Frank and Brandon could clearly see the arrogant look plastered on Jorge’s face.

“We have been kind enough to come, and he dares to make demands?” Frank sneered, “I’ve never seen such an arrogant criminal.”

for a few seconds, Brandon said,

that pharmacist. He might have other poisons concealed on him. I’ll be outside. If at point you feel

Brandon marched into the interrogation room alone. He wanted to see Jorge and

you’d come.” Jorge

Brandon asked slowly, “Who gave you

that b*tch, Elizabeth, here!” Jorge sneered,

gave him a cold smile

arm, and grabbed Jorge roughly by

fight back and so was f0rced to raise his head. When he met Brandon’s eyes, he said in a trembling voice, “You… What do

a police department. I can’t really do anything to you here. But once you’re sentenced and put behind bars, guess what I can do to you by then…” Brandon was sick of living under the threat of

widened. How foolish of him to think that he actually

you don’t want to say anything, you can shut up

gaze away from Jorge

his head, his eyes full

he began to tremble violently all over and fell out of his

to the door and shouted for Frank, “Come in and check

was stunned and rushed into the interrogation room without saying a word. Unfortunately, it was too late. Jorge

would die more miserably if he fell into your hands.” Shaking his head, Frank walked out and said, “We’ll have no more clues from Jorge now.” When they walked out of the police department, Brandon

would get out

had been in contact with before his death. A criminal like Jorge must have been under the protection of someone powerful since the police

serious the matter was,