The Double Life of My Billionaire Husband

Chapter 667

It was Luke Turner on the phone.

“Looks like you have handled the matter well, Mr. Turner. I’d like you to bring everything Vivian left with the Turner family to me,” Brandon said. “What do you mean? Why do you want all her things? Aren’t you relieved that she’s out of your life?” Luke could barely suppress his anger.

“I understand that you’re in a bad mood since you’ve been cleaning up her mess all these days, Mr. Turner. Sean, head over to the Turner’s home and collect what I want.” Brandon leaned back in his chair, ignoring Luke’s anger.

Sean raised his head from the pile of documents on his desk. He spoke loudly so Luke would hear. ‘I’ll set off immediately. Perhaps Mr. Turner will be kind enough to pack up all Vivian’s belongings so I can take them away.”

“Don’t you trust me?” Luke asked, becoming even more annoyed. “Do you think I would hide something from you?”

“I trust you, but not Vivian. I will feel better once his chair, ignoring Luke’s anger.

Sean raised his head from the pile of documents on his desk. He spoke loudly so Luke would hear. “I’ll set off immediately. Perhaps Mr. Turner will be kind enough to pack up all Vivian’s belongings so I can take them away.”

“Don’t you trust me?” Luke asked, becoming even more annoyed. “Do you think I would hide something from you?”

“I trust you, but not Vivian. I will feel better once I have checked everything she left. Thank you, Mr. Turner,’ Brandon said casually before hanging up the phone.

Brandon was no longer on the other end of the line, denying

aftermath of Vivian’s behavior. They were perceived as the villains in this matter, so he had to take care if he

he thought of something. He turned to Brandon and asked, “Mr. Larson, what should I do if Luke refuses to hand me Vivian’s things when I get

from the document to Sean’s face. The fierceness of his stare was intimidating. “He won’t dare to refuse. They are

quietly to himself. He was about to close the door behind him when he heard a calm voice from within. “Remember, don’t leave

do you think she might have stolen

have allowed Vivian any

something from us.” Brandon narrowed his eyes. The last time they interrogated her, he was convinced she had been somehow

to find an answer among her things. “Don’t worry, Mr.

smiled brightly. Laughter bubbled in his chest, but Brandon’s glare made him tamp down

Vivian abroad.” Brandon was determined to remain vigilant. He sensed that things

of life and noise. An ambulance was parked in

got out of the car, walked past the medical staff, and studied inside the Turner

white stripes. Her hands and feet were tied with transparent tape, and she’d been gagged. She

hatred. It made Sean feel a chill ran down his

paramedics out of the house. He looked emotionally

Luke. He frowned

“What’s wrong with Vivian?”

to ask someone to help you carry it to your car, do you?” Luke nodded toward the big box on a round wooden table and snorted disdainfully. Sean glanced at the box, smiled, and said, “It’s fine. I can handle it myself. I can see that you’re very busy here. If you need my help, tell