The Substitute Wife: My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

The Substitute Wife My Poor Husband is a Billionaire

Chapter 1029 Interrogation In The Ward

Vivian did a background check on Roger before she hired him for her plan. She found out that he was not a native of Barnes, and his family had been living in a small town in the south. He had been living here in Barnes alone for more than 10 years and therefore lost contact with all his family members. He didn’t have many friends except for a group of gamblers who he always hung out with.

Roger always took on shady jobs. Whenever he accepted one, he would be gone for a few months, sometimes even up to a year.

His b*ody now lay at the bottom of an unfinished structure.

Vivian had chosen the particular building for her plan to get rid of Roger as it was marked as hazardous. There was not a single soul inhabiting the building and no one would enter it casually. It was the perfect place as no one would find him there.

Vivian was confident that by the time someone found Roger’s b*ody, all that was left would be skin and bones. He would be unrecognizable.

She calmed herself down as she got into her car, assuring herself that everything was over. She then drew in a deep breath, started the engine, and drove off. 

Janet went home to get her things. She then made lunch for Brandon before departing

became dimmer with so many people blocking the lights. She found this weird as the VIP room was spacious enough to have a

surprise and asked, “Why are there so many b*odyguards

sofa instead of lying on his bed. Beside him were two strong and tall b*odyguards standing straight and alert. There was also a man and a woman with

looked at Brandon doubtfully and questioned warily, “Honey,

Brandon said accusingly as he frowned

gently, “Don’t worry about this. I don’t want to get you

obviously did not expect

door.” He then walked to the door and opened it. “Mrs. Larson, would you

was worried that Janet might be frightened if she witnessed

with my

to the silent Brandon and holding his arm, Janet looked at him and said softly, “I don’t want to go out. My life was never in peace, and there’re always people trying to hurt me. I’m not afraid, and I wanna know what happened. You never treated me like a weak woman in the past, so why

conflicted. He held Janet’s cheek and said gently, “I

I thought you just remembered a part of it.” Since Brandon lost his memory, she had appeared gentle, calm, strong,