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.

Sean 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 if she really has ties to that pharmacologist. It’s extremely dangerous.

dining with Vivian the previous night, Sean had also come to this realization. He had been impulsive and failed to appreciate the gravity of the

that Sean had a chance to rest. As he calmed down, his mind became much clearer. Suddenly, the events of

gradually turned grim, and the doctor was at a loss as to the cause of this

a deep breath and his face darkened as if he had remembered something extremely

issue, but rather as the memories returned,

kissed her, but then fell asleep and didn’t take things further. The

Sean scratched his head and yelled. It was mortifying.

checked on Sean. “Where is he

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

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

shattered. He had effectively killed his own love before

up his things and left. As he left the room, he reiterated, “I believe Sean is seriously hurt. It would

a firm tone, “Don’t sweat it, Sean. I’ll take you to

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

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

come to terms with your flaw, it’s time to face it head-on. Don’t be

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. You blew your chance,

buried his face in his hands and raked his fingers