The Double Life of My Billionaire Husband

Chapter 809

“Let’s face this together. We’ll take the security detail with us. Whatever comes our way, we’ll navigate through.”

Her lips pressed into a thin line, Natalie nodded.

As they journeyed to the studio, Natalie restlessly shifted in her seat.

“Please speed up. I fear for Lexi.”

Brandon’s hand tightened around hers, his words a soothing balm.

“Lexi will be okay.”

Tears brimmed in Natalie’s eyes, her voice quivering as she confessed,

“If anything happens to Lexi, I’ll never forgive myself.”

“Don’t worry.”

Brandon leaned in, his voice a comforting blanket.

“The security team is already en route. They’ll keep Lexi safe.”

The reassurance offered by Brandon breathed a moment’s respite into Natalie’s fraught nerves.

Yet, the calm was fleeting, her heartbeat quickening again as she contemplated the impending confrontation.

Could this chaos be the handiwork of the puppet master she was yet to unmask? Was this turmoil another thread in their intricate web of conspiracy?

how was

crisis and tarnishing

the

settled in her chest, a stone sinking into the depths of a still lake, pulling her down with its

Brandon could offer was the reassuring squeeze of his hand, a silent promise of unwavering support. Yet, he couldn’t shake

silence, the car came to a halt before the studio entrance. The sight that greeted Natalie was a chilling

engulfed by a sea of people, waves of chatter crashing against its walls. The cacophony was a storm of voices, the

Brandon’s car, they swarmed towards it, circling like vultures. Their cameras were a barrage of flashes, their questions were bullets fired relentlessly through the car

perspective on Vivi’s tragic

in Vivi’s death are swirling. Any truth to these

“Miss White…”

a thirsty plea for Natalie’s

as Natalie was unsure of how

The car door was opened, and with Brandon’s

journalist holding a microphone made his way through the crowd

“Excuse me, may I…”

the journalist could finish, he was silenced by Brandon’s sharp, icy

to his role as the

probing questions. The Larson Group held sway over a significant portion of the economic lifeline of Barnes, solidifying Brandon’s unmatched influence and power in the city. Any missteps against him could result in losing their footing in Barnes. with just a flick of his wiist. Recognizing the potential consequences, the reporters didn’t dare to further

many years, viewed this scene as routine. With the bodyguards,

was engulfed in darkness, Natalie felt a sense of relief as the commotion around her gradually

arms. Her tense nerves started to

Brandon was there with

office, they were greeted by the sound of

jacket to him and, with a stern