My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

Chapter 1097 – Take Back Vivian’s Belongings

It was Luke Turner on the phone.

“Looks like you have handled the matter well, Mr. Turner. I’d like you to bring everything Vivian left

with the Turner family to me,” Brandon said. “What do you mean? Why do you want all her things? Aren’t you relieved that she’s out of your life?” Luke could barely suppress his anger.

Title of the document

“I understand that you’re in a bad mood since you’ve been cleaning up her mess all these days, Mr. Turner. Sean, head over to the Turner’s home and collect what I want.” Brandon leaned back in his chair, ignoring Luke’s anger.

Sean raised his head from the pile of documents on his desk. He spoke loudly so Luke would hear. ‘I’ll set off immediately. Perhaps Mr. Turner will be kind enough to pack up all Vivian’s belongings so I can take them away.”

“Don’t you trust me?” Luke asked, becoming even more annoyed. “Do you think I would hide something from you?”

but not Vivian. I will feel better once his

of documents on his desk. He spoke loudly so Luke would hear. “I’ll set off immediately. Perhaps Mr. Turner will be kind enough to pack up all Vivian’s belongings so I can take them

even more annoyed. “Do you think I would hide

better once I have checked everything she left. Thank you, Mr. Turner,’ Brandon said casually before hanging up the

Brandon was no longer on the other end of the line, denying him the opportunity to

in this matter, so he had to take care if he tried to defend himself. He

downstairs when he thought of something. He turned to Brandon and asked,

document to Sean’s face. The fierceness of his stare was

about to close the door behind him when

she might have stolen some

impossible. Brandon would never have allowed Vivian any access

narrowed his eyes. The last time they interrogated her, he was convinced she had been somehow involved with the pharmacist. His amnesia had gone, but he still wanted to find the

Brandon hoped to find an answer among her things. “Don’t worry, Mr. Larson. I’ll bring back

chest, but Brandon’s glare made him tamp down his