The Double Life of My Billionaire Husband

Chapter 484

Frank didn’t buy it at first, but after he went over the files himself, he had to admit that what had seemed initially impossible just may have been the truth, after all.

“I haven’t regained my memory, but that persistent headache is finally gone. Does that mean I’m getting better?”

As the days had gone on, Brandon had gotten used to no longer having his memory of the past two years. He felt less and less concerned by it.

Instead, he had just been wrapped up in what a good time he was having with Natalie.

Frank gasped, “No headaches? Really? Don’t lie to me!”

His voice became grave.

“This is very serious, Brandon.”

Brandon held his breath for a moment. He frowned and said, “Tell me.”

“This medicine has a long list of potential side effects. I don’t think it’s as simple as just getting better.”

Brandon could hear the rustle of fabric over the other end of the line as Frank began hurriedly packing.

“I’m coming over to see you right now. We should discuss these details in person.”

Brandon sensed caution and tension in Frank’s voice that he’d never heard from him before.

This made him worried. He thought for a while and then said decisively. ռօʋɛʟօʐ-ƈօʍ. “Okay. I’ll wait for you, but don’t say anything to Natalie just yet.”

Knowing that Brandon didn’t want Natalie to worry, Frank calmly replied, “Don’t worry. I know what to do.”

The call ended.

“Postpone tonight’s meeting,”

Brandon ordered Sean.

coming to meet me this

and Draco boarded the plane and settled down in

the overhead compartment, Draco turned

you want something to

talking with Brandon before boarding the plane. They had spoken for a long time, so her throat was indeed a little

Orange juice would be good.

the man sitting behind them. He was wearing a baseball cap, which

appeared on the corners of his mouth.

Two days ago.

at all. He was damned to be a cripple for the

prognosis. His hatred for Brandon and Natalie

message came from

boss, Draco would be on a business trip

a vial of

on the plane, he should find an opening to inject it into

a viper,

the snake;

it would be detected, the person’s organs would have already failed.

the plane took off, there would be no professional medical staff or

way

importantly, the unnamed man had already made

was about the same as the time it took for the poison to

could take advantage of

The plan was foolproof.

the small syringe

inside the

crippled leg and gritted his