The Double Life of My Billionaire Husband

Chapter 636

Suddenly, his face turned serious, and his eyes darkened. He looked sternly at her and said, “But I have to remind you that Brandon is also good at scheming. He doesn’t show his emotions in front of others, so don’t trust him easily. I asked you to start with the Turner family first because I wanted you to use the Turner family’s influence to restrain Brandon.”

“I understand your intentions, sir,” Vivian replied warily. She smiled bitterly and said, “But I don’t have anything else I can give. I’ve tried my best and I’ve transferred all the shares I can get from the Turner Group to you. You know it’s impossible for me to get them all. I just want to leave when my revenge is done.”

Vivian knew it was useless to escape if Jeremy had no intention of letting her go. Even if she successfully escaped, he would still be able to bring her back and even delay her revenge plans.

As such, Vivian was determined to stay and take her revenge, regardless of how afraid she was of Jeremy. No one could stop her!

Jeremy darted his eyes around the room to ensure no one was eavesdropping. He squinted then his eyes and warned her coldly, “Vivian, calm down.”

“I’m useless to you now. Please don’t threaten me to help you anymore. I will go crazy!” Vivian cried subconsciously. In fact, she was frightened and the more anxious she was, the louder her voice became. Her loudness aroused the curiosity of some of the customers nearby, and they glanced frequently over.

Jeremy noticed that Vivian was growing increasingly anxious and uncontrollable. He needed to bring her back to her senses quickly, so he picked up a glass of cold water on the table and splashed it on Vivian’s face.

He slammed down the glass of water and hissed, “Don’t play tricks on me here. You are where you are because of my help. If you don’t cooperate, I can take back everything you have any time.”

Vivian was trembling all over. She glared at Jeremy and took a few napkins to dry her face. She then picked up her bag and stormed off without saying anything.

Jeremy pushed the door open and chased after Vivian. When he caught up with her, he took out something from his briefcase and said, “Hey, I brought you a gift this time.”

After all, she never had a meeting with Jeremy that involved goodwill. She quickened her pace

is enough for you to destroy the Larson Group. Don’t you want

could help her take her revenge against the Larson Group was undoubtedly a great

and eventually turned back. She eyed Jeremy suspiciously and asked, “What is

with a somber expression. Slowly averting his eyes, he produced

document’s content was shocking. It contained details and research about Brandon’s condition.

to feel or think. She felt

pages. It was true. This was no joke. Her mind started thinking back to the times she had spent with Brandon, trying to scout clues. Surely, she could

Jeremy sneered and then said softly, “Brandon’s condition has consequences for everyone. This document

Larson Group is one of the most powerful companies in Barnes. It cannot

“No, Vivian. You’re undermining Brandon’s presence in the company. All the partners associated with Larson Group value him. It is his decision-making and intelligence that have made the company what it is today. But would any

sense to her, which only caused her to feel

couldn’t wrap her head around the information dropped on her. It was a lot to take in. Confused, she asked, “How did Brandon get amnesia? He is so

shaking with restlessness. A myriad of questions arose in

didn’t think Jeremy would be so aware of the

secret identity she didn’t know about? “I am surprised you don’t. You really don’t know that it was Charis, who you admired so much, that caused Brandon’s memory loss?” asked

to have shifted from

have been just a piece of cake for her,”

and cried out. She had always seen Charis as a righteous, honest and gentle woman. All she knew was

much with just honesty and hard work? That’s silly. God knows how many people she crushed to climb the

gripped her heart. Clenching her wrists, she asked again, “How