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.

vie for Mr. Duncan’s woman? You’re seeking

resounded. Paxton doubted his ears and looked up

wasn’t joking. Sensing Branden’s

photos on the table, and the darkness in his

“Catherine!”

abruptly turned around, meeting Marshall’s concerned

going on? Are you feeling unwell? Why do you look

her head. “Professor Hartley,

observed Catherine, trying to discern any clues

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

approached her and called

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

constant reminders to

Every day in school, Marshall saw her

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

“Professor Hartley, I’m fine.”

still replaying Marshall’s words, and her attention was diverted. She wasn’t tired and didn’t need

adopted a serious expression. ” Catherine, if you take me as your mentor,

professor, Marshall compelled Catherine to

even locked the lab and took away the keys. ” Don’t think

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

to take a short nap. However, having slept

and Withal to learn about the

she was about to leave her dorm, the computer on her desk suddenly emitted a strange sound. “Ding-dong, you have a new message. Please

the desktop pet Ronin designed and installed to

mouse, and a message popped up. The message was specially

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