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

Paxton doubted his ears and looked up

Sensing Branden’s gaze, Paxton was frightened

look at the photos on the table, and the darkness in his

“Catherine!”

Catherine abruptly turned around,

a face full of compassion. “What’s going on? Are you feeling unwell? Why

her head. “Professor Hartley, did

carefully observed Catherine, trying to discern any clues

a reaction, her calm face would

and called her twice before she reacted. That was

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

constant reminders to study, Catherine was

capable, but she also worked diligently in her studies. Every day in school, Marshall saw her immersed in the lab and never

as a professor, could only provide guidance and limited assistance. Sometimes, he felt he was not fulfilling his role as

“Professor Hartley, I’m fine.”

and her attention was diverted. She wasn’t tired and didn’t

” Catherine, if you take me as your

a professor, Marshall compelled Catherine

took away the keys.

Catherine smiled somewhat helplessly. “Alright,”

empty dorm, Catherine initially planned to take a short nap. However, having

visit Zobber and

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

the desktop pet Ronin

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

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