The Substitute Wife: My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

Chapter 1097 – Take Back Vivian’s Belongings

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.

Title of the document

“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?”

but not Vivian. I will feel better

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

you trust me?” Luke asked, becoming even more annoyed. “Do you think

better once I have checked everything she left. Thank you, Mr. Turner,’ Brandon said casually before hanging up the

phone before he realized Brandon was no longer on the other end of the line, denying him the opportunity to vent his

had to rebuild their standing in the aftermath of Vivian’s behavior. They were perceived as the villains in this matter, so he had to

when 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

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

was about to close the door behind him when he heard a calm voice from

confused, “Mr. Larson, do you think she might

that was impossible. Brandon would never have allowed Vivian any access

from us.” 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 wanted

hadn’t admitted anything, Brandon hoped to find an answer among her things. “Don’t

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