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

the plane and settled down in

away in the overhead compartment, Draco turned

you want something to

plane. They had spoken for a long time, so her throat was indeed a

please. Orange juice would be good. Thank you, Mr.

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

of his mouth. It was none other than

Two days ago.

on the bed, knowing there was no hope for his broken leg at all.

he heard the prognosis. His hatred for Brandon and Natalie consumed him, keeping

down, seething in anguish and fury, a message came from a mysterious man. He was the same person that saved Jorge

be

even sent a vial

plane, he should find an opening to inject

poison was extracted from a

by the snake; the only difference

detected, the person’s organs would have

took off, there would be no professional medical staff or access

no way to

man

as the time it took

the plane landed, Jorge could take advantage

The plan was foolproof.

small syringe

the tube, giving off a

to his crippled leg and gritted