The Double Life of My Billionaire Husband

Chapter 667

It was Luke Turner on the phone.

“Looks like you have handled the matter well, Mr. Turner. I’d like you to bring everything Vivian left with the Turner family to me,” Brandon said. “What do you mean? Why do you want all her things? Aren’t you relieved that she’s out of your life?” Luke could barely suppress his anger.

“I understand that you’re in a bad mood since you’ve been cleaning up her mess all these days, Mr. Turner. Sean, head over to the Turner’s home and collect what I want.” Brandon leaned back in his chair, ignoring Luke’s anger.

Sean raised his head from the pile of documents on his desk. He spoke loudly so Luke would hear. ‘I’ll set off immediately. Perhaps Mr. Turner will be kind enough to pack up all Vivian’s belongings so I can take them away.”

“Don’t you trust me?” Luke asked, becoming even more annoyed. “Do you think I would hide something from you?”

“I trust you, but not Vivian. I will feel better once his chair, ignoring Luke’s anger.

Sean raised his head from the pile of documents on his desk. He spoke loudly so Luke would hear. “I’ll set off immediately. Perhaps Mr. Turner will be kind enough to pack up all Vivian’s belongings so I can take them away.”

“Don’t you trust me?” Luke asked, becoming even more annoyed. “Do you think I would hide something from you?”

“I trust you, but not Vivian. I will feel better once I have checked everything she left. Thank you, Mr. Turner,’ Brandon said casually before hanging up the phone.

Luke roared into the phone before he realized Brandon was no longer on the other end of the line, denying him the opportunity to vent his anger.

They were perceived as the villains in this matter, so he had to take care if he tried to defend himself. He realized

when he thought of something. He turned to Brandon and asked, “Mr. Larson, what should I do if Luke refuses to hand me Vivian’s things when I

from the document to Sean’s face. The fierceness of his stare was intimidating.

to close the door behind him when he heard a calm voice from within. “Remember, don’t leave anything of

you think she might have stolen some confidential documents

impossible. Brandon would never have allowed Vivian any access to important

from us.” Brandon narrowed his eyes. The last time they interrogated her, he was convinced she had been somehow involved with the pharmacist. His amnesia had gone, but he still wanted to

hoped to find an answer among her things. “Don’t worry,

brightly. Laughter bubbled in his chest, but Brandon’s glare made

Turners; make sure they send Vivian abroad.” Brandon was determined to remain vigilant. He sensed that things

at the Turner’s villa, it was very quiet. On past visits, their home had always been full of life and noise. An ambulance was parked in front of the house, and medical staff stood at the front door. The atmosphere was

walked past the medical staff, and studied inside

were tied with transparent tape,

full of hatred. It made

the paramedics out of the house. He looked

to Luke. He frowned and

“What’s wrong with Vivian?”

in that box inside. Sean, you don’t need me to ask someone to help you carry it to your car, do you?” Luke nodded toward the big box on a round wooden table and snorted disdainfully. Sean glanced at the box, smiled, and said, “It’s fine. I can handle it myself. I can

used to seeing. “We have enough help here, thank you. Go and tell Brandon that Vivian has gone mad. Three days ago, Vivian wanted to commit suicide. I don’t know if she is really crazy