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.

for Mr. Duncan’s

need.” Branden’s cold voice resounded. Paxton doubted his

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

the table, and

“Catherine!”

call her, Catherine abruptly turned around, meeting Marshall’s

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

head. “Professor Hartley, did

trying to discern

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

just now, he approached her and called her twice

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

reminders to study,

her studies. Every day

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

“Professor Hartley, I’m fine.”

mind was still replaying Marshall’s words, and her attention was diverted.

” Catherine, if you take me

the authority of a professor, Marshall compelled

took away the keys. ” Don’t think about entering the lab again today.

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

planned to take a short nap. However,

decided to visit Zobber and Withal to learn about the events from

on her desk suddenly emitted

and saw the desktop pet

pet’s belly with the mouse, and a message popped up. The message was specially encrypted, requiring a password

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