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.

you vie for Mr. Duncan’s woman?

voice resounded. Paxton doubted his ears

he wasn’t joking. Sensing Branden’s gaze, Paxton was frightened and

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

“Catherine!”

call her, Catherine abruptly turned

looked at her with a face full of compassion. “What’s going on? Are you feeling unwell? Why do

shook her head. “Professor Hartley,

to discern any clues from

her calm face would

and called her twice before she reacted.

are crucial, a bit of

students needed constant reminders to

studies. Every day in

only provide guidance and limited assistance. Sometimes, he

“Professor Hartley, I’m fine.”

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

her disobedience, Marshall adopted a serious expression. ” Catherine, if you take

of a professor, Marshall

took away the

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

to take a short nap. However, having slept

Catherine decided to visit Zobber and Withal

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

saw the desktop pet Ronin

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

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