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.

emanating a cold light. “But Vivian isn’t someone to be trifled with, especially if she

this realization. He had been impulsive and failed to appreciate the gravity

then that Sean had a chance to rest. As he calmed down, his mind became much clearer.

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

breath and his face darkened as if

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

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

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

checked on Sean. “Where is he injured? Why is he crying

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

up on the sofa and covered his red face, not

shattered. He had effectively killed his own love

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

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

leave me be. I’ll be okay.

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

now that you’ve come to terms with your flaw, it’s time to face it head-on. Don’t be wishy- washy. Be a man,” Brandon said sternly, yanking Sean up

has feelings for me?” Brandon hoisted Sean to his feet and made him stand upright. He narrowed

his hands and raked his fingers through his hair,