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.

Vivian isn’t someone to

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

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

and the doctor was at a loss as to the cause of this sudden shift.

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

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

didn’t take things further. The next

embarrassing!” Sean scratched his head and

stood up and checked on Sean. “Where is he

found any visible injuries on him. It’s possible that Sean was drugged or something, so

covered his red face, not wanting to confront the

was shattered. He had effectively killed his own love before it had a chance

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

down beside Sean and patted him comfortingly on the shoulder, saying in a

eyes, looking disgruntled. “Mr. Larson, please leave me be. I’ll be okay.

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

face it head-on. Don’t be wishy- washy. Be a man,” Brandon said sternly, yanking Sean

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

in his hands and raked