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

his head from the pile of documents on his desk. He spoke loudly so Luke would hear. “I’ll set off immediately. Perhaps Mr.

annoyed.

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

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

in the aftermath of Vivian’s behavior. They were perceived as the villains in this matter, so he had to take care if he tried to defend himself. He realized his only option

something. He turned to Brandon and asked, “Mr. Larson, what should I do if Luke

from the document to Sean’s face. The fierceness of his stare was intimidating. “He won’t dare to refuse. They are in

and chuckled quietly to himself. He was about to close the door behind him when he heard a

you think she might have stolen

would never have allowed Vivian any access

hiding something from us.” Brandon 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

to find an answer among her things. “Don’t worry,

chest, but