My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

Chapter 1102 The Price Of Saving Luke

‘‘Halt!’ The group turned to face Catherine as she spoke.

Jeremy wanted to move quickly. He had spent too much time and effort today with the Turner couple. He needed to leave.

After the fight, Jeremy kicked aside the bodyguard at his feet and straightened out his wrinkled coat. His eyebrows relaxed as he showed no fear toward Catherine. “You have two options now. If you want to save Luke, hand me your shares in the Turner Group. Or you can let Luke die and leave your firm unattended. After all, I have a lot of time here.”

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Glancing at the man resting on the bed, he said, “I doubt Luke has that much time though.”

After exiting the ward, Jeremy shut the door once more.

Only after Jeremy had departed did Catherine make her way back to her seat with the assistance of a servant. Her once graceful countenance now appeared very pallid, with bloodless lips that made her seem significantly aged.

be mad at you.” The elderly servant, employed by the Turner family for numerous years, couldn’t resist the urge to inquire. She had been dutifully serving Catherine ever since her married

despair, gazing at

her eyes. “What other options do

escaped the elderly servant’s lips as she observed Catherine’s worn-out appearance. The constant setbacks had robbed the once graceful lady of her

felt no need to concern himself with the matter. The Larson Group had little interaction with the Turner family, after

sole focus was on Vivian’s whereabouts, and he relied on Sean

subject of observation in that facility. I’ve investigated the background of the sanatorium and learned that it was dubbed a “madhouse” by the locals. I’ve

finally asserted, “Mr. Larson, there’s no need to worry. I

that belongs to Vivian?” Setting aside the documents, Brandon’s mind was preoccupied, and he struggled to concentrate on work. He couldn’t shake off the nagging suspicion that

Charis. However, there’s one thing that strikes me as weird.” Sean paused briefly before continuing, “I noticed that a particular phone number frequently appeared in Vivian’s call log. I have requested our technical staff to investigate, but the number no

uncovering the individual responsible for Vivian’s plight. Perhaps they are

his face. As a man in a high-ranking position, Brandon exuded a strong aura that

do you suggest we take next? Furthermore, Mrs. Larson has been missing for several days now…” After hearing this, Brandon’s grim expression softened, and a slight smile graced his handsome