The Substitute Wife: My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

Chapter 858 No Clues

Sitting in the meeting room, Brandon kept silent as his eyes darkened. The shareholders present wondered why his face had suddenly seemed to drop. They exchanged glances with one other and held their collective breath.

“The meeting is adjourned.” Brandon squeezed his eyes shut. He had heard a man’s voice on the phone with Janet just now.

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And when Brandon tried to call Janet again immediately after, he found that he couldn’t get through to her.

He should never have let her go to the show. Damn it. Brandon silently cursed and shut off his phone.

Sean sensed that something was wrong with Brandon. He hadn’t intended to walk into the meeting uninvited, but he had a very important matter to report, and it couldn’t be delayed. Sean could only push the door open and enter, despite the anguished look in Brandon’s eyes. “What’s going on?” Brandon cast a harsh glance at Sean. Swearing to himself, Sean turned on a wry smile and said, “Sir, Jorge says he wants to see you.”

Rubbing his eyebrows, Brandon asked, “Is Jorge finally ready to crack? Call Frank and we’ll go see him together.” As it so happened, Frank hadn’t left yet. Maybe he could find something out about this mysterious pharmacist behind Jorge.

In the interrogation room of the Barnes Police Department…

Jorge’s cheeks were sunken and he looked haggard. “I said I wouldn’t talk to anyone but Brandon Larson.” Jorge lowered his head, looked away and said, “I won’t say anything else as long as anyone else is present.”

Through the interrogation room’s one-way mirror, Frank and Brandon could clearly see the arrogant look plastered on Jorge’s face.

“We have been kind enough to come, and he dares to make demands?” Frank sneered, “I’ve never seen such an arrogant criminal.”

situation for a few seconds, Brandon said, “I’ll

into contact with that pharmacist. He might have other poisons concealed on him. I’ll be outside. If at point you feel like you’re in

the interrogation room alone. He wanted

you’d come.” Jorge

a seat across from Jorge, Brandon asked slowly, “Who

that b*tch, Elizabeth, here!” Jorge

gave him a cold smile in

his arm, and grabbed Jorge roughly by the

Jorge couldn’t fight back and so was f0rced to raise his head. When he met Brandon’s eyes, he said in a trembling voice, “You… What do you want

you’re sentenced and put behind bars, guess what I can do to you by then…” Brandon was sick of

widened. How foolish of him to think that he actually had

and said, “Since you don’t want to

turned his gaze away from

head, his eyes full

and fell out of his chair and to the

door and shouted for Frank, “Come in and check

and rushed into the interrogation room without saying a word. Unfortunately, it was too late. Jorge had taken the poison himself and

walked out and said, “We’ll have no more

had been looking forward to seeing what he would get out of Jorge, but he had instead

had been in contact with before his death. A criminal like Jorge must

understood how serious the matter was, so he got down to