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.

to meet me this

and Draco boarded the plane

in the overhead compartment,

you want

before boarding the plane. They had spoken

would be good.

didn’t notice the man sitting behind them. He was wearing a baseball cap, which he pressed down to cover

appeared on the corners of his mouth.

Two days ago.

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

he heard the prognosis. His hatred for Brandon

message came from a mysterious man. He was the same person

her boss, Draco would be on a business trip to Northcliffe. He

sent a vial of

plane, he should find an opening

a viper, and it was

by the snake;

the person’s organs would have already failed.

would be no professional medical

be no way to save

unnamed man

same as the time it took

the plane landed, Jorge could take advantage of the chaos and escape

The plan was foolproof.

at the small syringe in his

green liquid gleamed inside the tube, giving

crippled leg and gritted