The Double Life of My Billionaire Husband

Chapter 808

Brandon nodded in agreement. Natalie had put the call on speaker, so he too had heard the exchange. Suzanne’s unexpected show of solicitude and her well- intentioned warning raised his suspicions.

“What strikes me as odd about Suzanne is her excessive niceness,”

Natalie continued.

“On our first encounter, she projected an air of righteousness. Now, she reaches out to offer a genuine caution, seemingly without expecting anything in return.”

Her voice wavered slightly as she lowered her tone.

“But, is it really possible for someone to repeatedly extend kindness to a virtual stranger, without any ulterior motive or agenda?”

Having weathered numerous trials, she had grown instinctively wary of such gratuitous kindness and goodwill, especially given Suzanne’s repeated instances of unsolicited aid.

Often, such inexplicable benevolence and generosity mask deeper machinations.

Brandon drew Natalie into an embrace, patting her back soothingly.

“Don’t worry, regardless of what kind of persona Suzanne portrays, I’ll safeguard you from any harm. I’ve already had someone shadowing Suzanne. As soon as she makes a move, we’ll trace it back and unmask whoever’s pulling her strings,”

he assured her.

From the moment he began suspecting an overarching puppet master behind Vivi’s car crash, he had considered Suzanne as a possible player.

Although Suzanne presented herself as transparent and straightforward, he always sensed a peculiar discord around her. However, he struggled to pinpoint the source of this unease. Natalie nodded, reassured. With Brandon at her side, she was confident she had nothing to fear, even if the sky were to tumble down.

Following the turbulent night, Natalie soon sank into deep slumber. Brandon promptly instructed Sean to amass all available information on Suzanne.

departure from the Duncan

impressing with his quick turnaround. Upon waking, Brandon received all the personal data on Suzanne that Sean

Suzanne’s information, Brandon’s brow furrowed

other established agencies, hers was a late entrant, yet it had expanded at a staggering pace.

under her agency, both in terms of aesthetics and charisma, were exceptional, rivaling even A-list stars. However,

the company was the transformation

Entertainment, their appearance underwent a drastic transformation, making them substantially more attractive. Sean’s meticulous work included photographs of the influencers at various phases. These photos clearly showed that they didn’t appear to be experiencing long post-operative recovery periods, as nearly all of them maintained an active social media presence throughout

cosmetic surgery, then how

was the surgeon with such incredible skills that these

of cosmetic surgery was limited. As far as he was aware, regardless of the type of surgery, a post-operative recovery period was inevitable. As he turned to the last page, a beauty salon that had collaborated with Star Entertainment caught Brandon’s attention. This beauty salon operated on a strict confidentiality basis and adhered to a membership model, conducting business exclusively with regular clients. Brandon decided to

the beauty salon, feigning interest in applying for a Unfortunately, his efforts membership, but the salon declined his application

their investigation to a standstill, leaving Brandon nursing

on, remnants of a restless slumber. Her mind, a haunted house, had been infested with nightmares. Faceless figures prowled through her dreams, hungry for her peace, or Vivi-her face a crimson mask-cried

with a melancholy that clung to her

rallied. Gathering her things, she steeled

her pallid complexion with a furrowed brow. Genuine concern lacing

I fear Vivi’s kin might stir up a storm at the studio and you could get caught

voice, a whisper laced with

still in its infancy, and we’re already navigating such a cnisis. It’s crucial that I’m there, guiding

object. He conceded, a solemn nod

promise to be cautious. If anything goes south, I

pressing a reassuring

“Don’t worry,” she soothed.

“We’ll weather this storm.”

about to step into her shoes, her phone rang. Lexi’s voice breezed through the phone