The Double Life of My Billionaire Husband

Chapter 531

The next day.

Brandon had just finished breakfast and was reading the newspaper on the sofa when he received a call from Sean.

“We found Dalores.”

Before Brandon could respond, the woman in his arms instantly discarded her magazine and sat up. “You found her?” Natalie exclaimed. “Where is she?”

Because of the paparazzi, Natalie decided not to go to W Marks today and work from home instead.

Brandon listened for a while what Sean had to say and hung up the phone. He placed it on the table and resumed reading his paper.

“What happened?” Natalie sn*aked her arm around his and looked up at him with wide, expectant eyes.

“Dalores is dead.”

She let out a gasp. “What? How come?”

“It seems that Mrs. Fuller also sent her people to hunt her down. Apparently, Dalores drove on the wrong side of the road to escape the chase, and was eventually hit by a truck.” Brandon’s tone was cold and methodical. He put down his newspaper to lean over and peck her lips. “This is actually a good thing for her.”

unsettled. She didn’t expect Dalores to die from an accident, and so suddenly,

the highway, which, in turn, caused a major traffic jam. The camera panned over to the burnt

the TV off. “Dalores was driving. She got herself into this accident. She was reckless and stupid. It

Natalie slowly came

finished. At least for now, anyway. Either way, Natalie still had much work to

Natalie collected her purse. “Since Dalores is dead, there’s no use in going forward with the lawsuit. I need to go to the studio

always want to see them?” Brandon moved

looked reluctant to stay. “Mr. Wesley asked me to manage W Marks in his absence. I have to

that he couldn’t

the studio, but don’t be

as well. If he

He didn’t like it when a man was indecisive,

from the beginning. He’s

thing with Brandon, though, was that he never mixed his emotions with work. He was firm and resolute with

to each his own. Everyone went through different experiences, which played a part in shaping their individual personalities. It wasn’t a bad thing entirely that Draco was kind. They couldn’t

neck and playfully nipped at her skin. “Honey, why are you always siding with other people instead of your

denied vehemently, though her face broke into

fingers through Brandon’s soft, rave hair. “There’s something I want to ask you. That first photo of me and Draco,

“Why makes you say that all of a

by the time I sent Draco home. So how could she have known and tipped the paparazzi to take photos of us? Was she just banking on the possibility that I would

first posted. It’s just an ordinary entertainment magazine.” When Brandon saw that she was still