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.

“But Vivian isn’t someone to be trifled with, especially if she really has ties to that pharmacologist. It’s extremely dangerous.

Sean had also come to this realization. He had been impulsive and failed to appreciate the gravity of the situation. “I won’t

doctor’s examination. It was only then that Sean had a chance to rest. As he calmed down, his mind became much clearer. Suddenly, the events

loss as to the cause of this sudden shift. He cautiously inquired, “Are you feeling unwell or something? Tell me

his face darkened as if he had remembered something

issue, but rather as the memories returned, Sean slowly remembered what

love to Estella and kissed her, but then fell asleep and didn’t

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

Brandon stood up and checked on Sean. “Where is he

two steps back and said seriously, “As of now, I haven’t found any visible injuries on him. It’s possible that Sean was drugged

sofa and covered his

had effectively killed his own love before it had a chance to

he reiterated, “I believe Sean is seriously hurt. It would be best for him

comfortingly on the shoulder, saying in a firm tone, “Don’t sweat it, Sean. I’ll take you

disgruntled. “Mr. Larson, please leave me be. I’ll be okay. It’s just too mortifying.

grew somber. The previous evening, he had asked Estella to send Sean home. He had hoped to set them up on

terms with your flaw, it’s time to face it head-on. Don’t be wishy- washy. Be a man,” Brandon said sternly,

and then asked a question that both amused and annoyed Brandon. “How do I solve it? Do you think Estella still has feelings for me?” Brandon hoisted Sean to his feet and made him stand upright. He narrowed his eyes and replied, “Sean! Snap out of it! Estella was the one who offered to take you home last night.

and raked his fingers through