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.

on the

villains in this matter, so he had to take care if he tried to defend himself. He realized his only option was to

was about to head downstairs when he thought of something. He turned to Brandon and asked, “Mr. Larson, what should I do if Luke refuses to hand

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

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

you think she might

have allowed Vivian any access to important

Brandon narrowed his eyes. The last time they interrogated her, he was convinced she had been somehow involved with the pharmacist. His amnesia had gone, but he still

Vivian hadn’t admitted anything, Brandon hoped to find an answer among her things. “Don’t worry, Mr. Larson. I’ll

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

on the Turners; make sure they send Vivian abroad.” Brandon was determined to remain vigilant. He sensed that

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

past the medical staff, and studied inside the

and feet were tied with transparent tape, and

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

paramedics out of the house. He looked

up to Luke. He

“What’s wrong with Vivian?”

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