The Double Life of My Billionaire Husband

While pretending to love them and be a sensible young woman, Vivian secretly despised their weakness. The person who had killed their daughter was right in front of them, yet instead of taking action against her, they were planning to escape to the countryside. Vivian knew she could never be such a coward. If it were up to her, she would avenge Charis.

Meanwhile, Natalie returned home to find that Brandon hadn’t come back yet. She called him to inquire about the delay and was informed that he was still working and wouldn’t be able to leave anytime soon. Natalie felt relieved upon hearing this news. She hurriedly took out the flash drive from her laptop and inserted it into her own computer.

As the computer read the data, she opened the website she had seen on Charis’s laptop earlier. To her surprise, a chat box popped up on the screen, revealing the conversation between Charis and another person. Natalie didn’t expect anything significant from the conversation, but she was shocked when she discovered the chat records of Charis purchasing drugs. Charis had somehow found a way to erase two years’ worth of memories that Brandon had of Natalie.

However, the conversation didn’t provide specific details about the drug, and Natalie realized that neither Charis nor the drug dealer knew each other’s true identities. Everything was shrouded in mystery. Unable to trace the IP address of the dealer since the website operated on the dark web, Natalie was unsure of what to do next.

Suddenly, a message appeared on the screen. It was from the dealer: “Who are you?”

Natalie was taken aback when she received an unexpected message. Confusion clouded her mind until she realized that she was using Charis’s account. It seemed plausible that the dealer was unaware of Charis’s death. Acting quickly, Natalie replied, “You sold me some drugs last time.”

Since the dealer didn’t know who Charis was, Natalie saw an opportunity to pretend to be her and gather useful information. The response came swiftly, “You want more?”

“Yes, I do want more,” Natalie replied, hoping to obtain the drug that caused memory loss. She intended to have Frank examine it in order to restore Brandon’s lost memories. However, as time passed, there was no further response from the dealer. Natalie waited anxiously, on the verge of losing hope, until a message finally appeared in the chat box.

“You’re not scared of being haunted by her ghost?” the message read.

Natalie was shocked. The dealer knew about Charis’s death. Transactions on the dark web were supposed to be confidential, with the buyer and seller remaining anonymous. Who was this mysterious dealer? How did they know Charis Turner was the buyer? Could they be nearby, watching everything unfold? Natalie’s mind was filled with questions, but she had no time to ponder them.

her. She couldn’t let go of this opportunity, even if it meant making a deal with the devil. Calmly, Natalie responded, “You don’t

replied, “You are so bold, missy.

frown formed on Natalie’s face. She could sense that the seller was not to be underestimated. While contemplating her response, the mysterious dealer suddenly went offline. Natalie hurriedly typed, “I’m ready to pay,

was her only

down, leaving the screen black. Confused, she examined her laptop, feeling a sense of unease. Suddenly, a blood-red window appeared on the dark screen, and slowly, large bloody words

pay for what

words and unsettling laughter, Natalie flipped over the laptop and sought refuge behind

footsteps approached. When Natalie opened her eyes, she saw Brandon standing in front of her. His hair was wet from the rain, and he still held his

out from

Natalie remained in a state of shock, her mind blank. Gradually, her heart calmed down as she breathed

what’s going on?” he asked again. Natalie shook her head and then buried her face in his chest, holding

guided Natalie to a chair in the study, positioning her carefully before leaning against the table. His

scared by that horror movie!” she

clearly unconvinced. Unable to decipher his thoughts, Natalie nervously

don’t understand,” Brandon replied simply. “You’re not someone who typically watches horror movies. Why did you suddenly

Reacting swiftly, Natalie sprang from her seat and snatched the