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 woman?

Paxton doubted his ears and looked up

joking. Sensing Branden’s gaze,

look at the photos on the table,

“Catherine!”

abruptly

going on?

her head. “Professor Hartley, did

observed Catherine, trying to discern any clues from

Even without a reaction, her calm face would reveal that she had already

he approached her and called her twice before she reacted. That was

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

reminders

also worked diligently in her studies. Every day in school, Marshall saw her immersed in the lab and

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

“Professor Hartley, I’m fine.”

attention was

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

of a professor, Marshall

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

triumphant look, Catherine smiled somewhat helplessly. “Alright,” Catherine

take a short nap. However, having slept a long time the previous night, she wasn’t sleepy at

Zobber and Withal to learn about the events from the

about to leave her dorm, the computer on her desk suddenly

desktop pet Ronin designed and installed to

mouse, and a message popped up.

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