Chapter 810 Mysterious Photos

“Crack!” A loud sound echoed as the wooden chair, originally placed nearby, instantly shattered under a powerful kick.

Paxton stood on the side, his heart pounding with fear. He had no idea which lunatic, with a death wish, sent such photos to Branden.

Branden’s dark, gleaming eyes flashed a hint of cold, murderous intent as he stared fixedly at the photos on the table.

Just half an hour ago, an envelope had been delivered to the Duncan Corporation building, specifying Branden as the recipient.

After the security team confirmed no danger, they presented the photos to Branden.

When Paxton opened the envelope, he was stunned. He had thought about hiding the photos, but it was already too late.

Branden had noticed the people in the photos, and he reached out to Paxton.

Helpless, Paxton handed the photos to Branden, and the scene of kicking the chair into pieces ensued.

The man and woman in the photos looked exceptionally harmonious and well-matched. The guy was attentively placing food onto the girl’s plate.

If the female lead in the photo wasn’t Catherine, Paxton might have thought it was a nice photography shot.

The atmosphere indoors grew increasingly gloomy, and the air pressure dropped. Not daring to lift his head, Paxton asked, “Mr. Duncan, should we go find Miss Swann now?”

He had it all planned out. When he located Catherine and the bastard, he would deal with the bastard immediately, sparing Branden from getting involved.

dare you vie for Mr. Duncan’s woman? You’re

resounded. Paxton doubted his ears and looked

Sensing Branden’s

to look at the photos on the table, and

“Catherine!”

someone call her, Catherine abruptly turned

compassion. “What’s going on? Are you feeling unwell?

shook her head. “Professor Hartley, did you need

to discern any clues from

she would immediately notice him approaching. Even without a reaction, her calm face would reveal

he approached her and called her twice

While experiments are crucial, a bit of rest is necessary. Stop staying

constant reminders to study, Catherine

but she also worked diligently in her studies. Every day in school, Marshall saw her

working on, Marshall, as a professor, could only provide guidance and limited assistance. Sometimes,

“Professor Hartley, I’m fine.”

still replaying Marshall’s words, and her attention was

Catherine, if you take me as

Marshall compelled

Marshall even locked the lab and took away the keys.

look, Catherine smiled somewhat helplessly.

a short nap. However, having slept a

contemplating for a moment, Catherine decided to visit Zobber and Withal

to leave her dorm, the computer on her desk suddenly emitted a strange sound. “Ding-dong, you

saw the desktop pet Ronin

and a message popped up. The message was specially encrypted, requiring a

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