The Double Life of My Billionaire Husband

Chapter 602

Or did Sean just agree to have dinner with her last night because he was investigating her?

Vivian’s eyes darkened. She wasn’t sure if it was Brandon’s directive to let Sean do it or if it was just his instinctive vigilance as Brandon’s assistant.

It seemed that she had to make a long-term plan to take revenge on the Larson Group.

In the office on the top floor.

Brandon’s hard expression softened once Vivian left. “How are you feeling? Is everything okay? I called the doctor from the infirmary and asked him to come and see you.”

Sean noticed a shift in Brandon’s tone and looked up at him, puzzled.

Realizing that Brandon wasn’t mad at him, but instead cared of him, Sean dared to ask, “Mr. Larson, aren’t you angry anymore?”

With a poker face, Brandon declared, “I knew you went to Vivian to get some information.”

When Sean realized Brandon had grasped his meaning, he was greatly moved. Eventually, after much effort, he succeeded in getting Brandon to appreciate his efforts.

was basking in his own thoughts, Brandon suddenly spoke in a more serious tone, his eyes emanating a cold light. “But Vivian isn’t someone to be trifled with, especially

had been impulsive and failed to appreciate the gravity of the situation. “I won’t be as reckless as I

the room. Sean leaned back on the sofa to cooperate with the doctor’s examination. It was only then that Sean had a chance

was at a loss as to the cause of this sudden shift. He cautiously inquired, “Are you feeling unwell

deep breath and his face darkened as if he had remembered

rather as the memories returned, Sean slowly remembered

his love to Estella and kissed her, but then fell asleep and didn’t take things further. The next day, he said he needed to be responsible for

This is so embarrassing!” Sean scratched his head and yelled. It was mortifying. He wished he

Sean. “Where

steps back and said seriously, “As of now, I haven’t found any visible injuries on him. It’s possible that Sean was drugged or something, so I recommend that he go to

the sofa and covered his red face, not

had effectively killed his own love before

“I believe Sean is seriously hurt. It would be best for him to go to the

on the shoulder, saying in a firm tone, “Don’t

Larson, please leave me be. I’ll be okay. It’s just too mortifying. I can’t

to send Sean home. He had hoped to set them up on a date, but he had obviously

flaw, it’s time to face it head-on. Don’t be wishy- washy. Be a

to his feet and made him stand upright. He narrowed his eyes and replied, “Sean! Snap out of it!

raked his fingers through his hair, filled with