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.

longer on the other end of the line, denying

their standing in the aftermath of Vivian’s behavior. They were perceived as the villains in this matter, so he had to take care if he tried to defend himself. He realized his only option was to pack up Vivian’s things and

when he thought of something. He turned to Brandon and

to Sean’s face. The fierceness of his stare was intimidating. “He won’t dare to

eyebrows and chuckled quietly to himself. He was about to close the door behind him when he heard a calm voice

do you think she

Brandon would never have allowed Vivian any access

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

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

smiled brightly. Laughter bubbled in his chest, but Brandon’s

an eye on the Turners; make sure they send Vivian abroad.” Brandon was

at the Turner’s villa, it was very quiet. On past visits, their home had always been full of life and noise. An ambulance was parked in front of the house, and medical staff stood at the front door. The atmosphere was

car, walked past the medical

a hospital gown with blue and white stripes. Her hands and feet were tied with transparent tape, and she’d been gagged. She was strapped onto a stretcher, which

Vivian’s bloodshot eyes. They were full of hatred. It made

paramedics out of

up to Luke. He frowned

“What’s wrong with Vivian?”

normal spirits. Now she seemed completely insane. “Didn’t Brandon send you here to collect Vivian’s things? It’s all in that box inside. Sean, you don’t need me 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,