The Double Life of My Billionaire Husband

Chapter 502

After considering the situation for a few seconds, Brandon said, “I’ll speak to him.”

Frank frowned and then said to him, “Be careful. Jorge might have come into contact with that pharmacist. He might have other poisons concealed on him. I’ll be outside. If at point you feel like you’re in danger, leave the room immediately.”

“I know what I’m doing.” Brandon marched into the interrogation room alone. He wanted to see Jorge and hear what he had to say.

“I knew you’d come.” Jorge laughed.

Taking a seat across from Jorge, Brandon asked slowly, “Who gave you the poison?”

“You want to know? Then bring that b*tch, Elizabeth, here!”

Brandon gave him a cold smile in return.

He stood up, stuck out his arm, and grabbed Jorge roughly by the neck.

Being handcuffed, Jorge couldn’t fight back and so was f0rced to raise his head. When he met Brandon’s eyes, he said in a trembling voice, “You… What do you want to do?”

“We’re in a police department. I can’t really do anything to you here. But once you’re sentenced and put behind bars, guess what I can do to you by then…” Brandon was sick of living under the threat of literally anyone. Jorge was digging his own grave.

Jorge’s eyes widened. How foolish of him to think that he actually had a chance at escaping!

With cold eyes, Brandon stood up and said, “Since you don’t want to say anything, you can shut up forever.”

He turned his gaze away from Jorge and was about to leave.

Jorge laughed and raised his head, his eyes full of despair.

tremble violently all over and fell out of his chair and

and shouted for Frank, “Come in and

into the interrogation room without saying a word. Unfortunately, it was too late. Jorge had taken the poison himself and

did you say to him? I guess he killed himself because he knew that he would die more miserably if he fell into your hands.” Shaking his head, Frank walked out and

upset. He had been looking forward to seeing what he ended up

investigate who Jorge had been in contact with before his death. A criminal like Jorge must have been under the protection of

understood how serious the matter was, so he got down to

was in the

understood and left

the look of anguish on Brandon’s face,

pharmacist has made a lot of moves recently. He must have left some evidence somewhere. Don’t give

He was glad

don’t have to comfort me. I won’t let myself spend every day living in fear.” Right now, Brandon just wanted to cherish everything good in his life, especially his wife,

you for your hard work these days, Frank. Go back. Have a shower and

and move all of

great

I’ll work

can’t take all of

his chair, Brandon replied in a surprisingly relaxed

was going to bring Natalie

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had been, but it was still a beautiful view since the city

the venue, Natalie deeply inhaled the fresh

It was late at night. She wanted to hail a taxi to get back to her hotel as soon as

safe to go back alone at this late hour.” Natalie heard a man speaking behind her. At the same time, the man placed a coat