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.

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

this realization. He had been impulsive and failed to appreciate the gravity of the situation. “I won’t be as reckless as I was last night,” he

was only then that Sean had a

cause of this sudden

breath and his face darkened as if he had

physical issue, but rather as the memories returned, Sean

but then fell asleep and didn’t take things further. The next day, he said he needed to be responsible

and yelled.

Brandon stood up and checked on Sean. “Where

was also taken aback. He took 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 or something, so I recommend that he go to the hospital for a

curled up on the sofa and covered his red face, not wanting

had effectively killed his own love before it

As he left the room, he reiterated, “I believe Sean is seriously hurt. It would be best for him to

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

leave me be. I’ll be okay. It’s just

grew somber. The previous evening, he had asked Estella to send Sean home. He had

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

do I solve it? Do you think Estella still has feelings for me?” Brandon hoisted Sean to his feet and

and raked his fingers through his hair, filled with