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.

Duncan’s woman? You’re seeking death,”

doubted his ears and looked up

expression, Paxton knew he wasn’t joking. Sensing Branden’s gaze, Paxton was frightened and refrained from

look at the photos on the

“Catherine!”

abruptly turned around, meeting Marshall’s

compassion. “What’s going

subconsciously shook her head. “Professor Hartley, did you

carefully observed Catherine, trying to discern any clues from her

reaction, her calm face would reveal that

he approached her and called her

to the concept of rest. While experiments are crucial, a bit of rest is necessary. Stop staying in the lab

needed constant reminders to study,

also worked diligently in her studies. Every day in school,

projects Catherine was working on, Marshall, as a professor, could only provide guidance and limited assistance. Sometimes, he felt he

“Professor Hartley, I’m fine.”

attention was diverted. She wasn’t tired and didn’t need a

serious expression. ” Catherine, if you take

out the authority of a professor, Marshall compelled

break, Marshall even locked the lab and took away the keys. ” Don’t think about entering the lab again today. Rest well, and come

triumphant look, Catherine smiled somewhat helplessly. “Alright,” Catherine replied and left the

planned to take a short nap. However, having slept a long time the previous night, she

Catherine decided to visit Zobber and Withal to learn about

on her desk suddenly emitted a strange sound. “Ding-dong, you have a

desktop

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

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