The Double Life of My Billionaire Husband

Chapter 502

After considering the situation for a few seconds, Brandon said, “I’ll speak to him.”

Frank frowned and then said to him, “Be careful. Jorge might have come into contact with that pharmacist. He might have other poisons concealed on him. I’ll be outside. If at point you feel like you’re in danger, leave the room immediately.”

“I know what I’m doing.” Brandon marched into the interrogation room alone. He wanted to see Jorge and hear what he had to say.

“I knew you’d come.” Jorge laughed.

Taking a seat across from Jorge, Brandon asked slowly, “Who gave you the poison?”

“You want to know? Then bring that b*tch, Elizabeth, here!”

Brandon gave him a cold smile in return.

He stood up, stuck out his arm, and grabbed Jorge roughly by the neck.

Being handcuffed, Jorge couldn’t fight back and so was f0rced to raise his head. When he met Brandon’s eyes, he said in a trembling voice, “You… What do you want to do?”

“We’re in a police department. I can’t really do anything to you here. But once you’re sentenced and put behind bars, guess what I can do to you by then…” Brandon was sick of living under the threat of literally anyone. Jorge was digging his own grave.

Jorge’s eyes widened. How foolish of him to think that he actually had a chance at escaping!

With cold eyes, Brandon stood up and said, “Since you don’t want to say anything, you can shut up forever.”

He turned his gaze away from Jorge and was about to leave.

raised his head, his eyes full

began to tremble violently all over and fell

shouted

stunned and rushed into the interrogation room without saying a word. Unfortunately, it was too late. Jorge had taken the poison himself and

miserably if he fell into your hands.” Shaking his head, Frank walked

upset. He had been looking forward to

to the company, Brandon asked Sean to investigate who Jorge had been in contact with before his death. A

matter was,

I was in the room with Jorge when

it, sir.” Sean understood

on Brandon’s face, Frank cleared his

left some evidence somewhere.

all else. He was

I won’t let myself spend every day living in fear.” Right now, Brandon just wanted to cherish everything

for your hard work these days, Frank. Go back. Have a shower and a good rest.” Brandon patted Frank

“Rearrange my schedule and move all of tomorrow’s most

would be a great deal of work for you to

I’ll

can’t take all of this on

back in his chair, Brandon replied in a surprisingly relaxed

going to bring Natalie

My Poor Husband

in Barnes had been, but it was still a beautiful view since the city was

of the venue, Natalie deeply inhaled the fresh

was late at night. She wanted to hail a taxi to

to go back alone at this late hour.” Natalie heard a man speaking behind her. At

coat and returned it to him. “Thank you. But I don’t think it’s

took his coat back and continued to follow her. He said in a natural tone of voice, “My manager is off entertaining some models at the bar. What’s your schedule like for