The Substitute Wife: My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

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Chapter 860 A First TFor Everything
Brandon’s image on the screen had suddenly stopped moving.
Jhad assumed that a bad connection from the hotel’s intewas the culprit.
Title of the document
“Why is the inteso slow? I thought this was supposed to be a five-star hotel.” She grumbled as she shook her phone, trying
to get a better connection. That was when she saw Brandon’s ears getting red.
“Brandon! You perv. You didn’t even listen towhen I was talking about something serious and now that I’m taking a bath
you’re suddenly interested?” Jshrank back in the bathtub, looking at Brandon with accusing eyes.
Brandon cleared his throat with a cough, but his eyes never strayed from her. “We’ve never tried this kind of video call before. It
could be fun, don’t you think?”
He couldn’t help himself. This was the first tBrandon had seen Jin such a seductive position.
His next words took on a bolder tinge. “Stand up and letsee,” he ordered, his voice coming out in a low and smooth rumble.
Janet’s skin heated up from embarrassment and heat. She hesitated for a moment, and then braced her hand on the edge of the
porcelain bathtub, slowly rising from the water that hid her from his view.
Brandon’s breath hitched. A little more and he would see all of her.
Just then, the door was pushed open.
“Boss! I have the materials you want.”
The sudden intrusion broke the spell, leaving Jflabbergasted. She immediately ducked back into the bathtub.

Brandon turned off his phone in one quick motion, and then nonchalantly leafed through the file in his hands as if his employee
hadn’t interrupted anything.
Sean heard a loud noise.

“What was that sound? Did something fall?” Sean c*cked his head to the side as he placed the documents on Brandon’s desk.
He looked around but found nothing. There was only Brandon sitting casually on his chair. At first glance, nothing seemed amiss.
But Brandon’s eyes betrayed him, still bearing traces of panic.
Sean raised his eyebrows. It was uncharacteristic of Brandon to be so nervous.
But Sean wisely decided to refrain from asking. Without another word, he turned to leave. Just as he was about to step out of the
room, Frank’s words crossed his mind. He faced Brandon again and said, “Mr. Watson askedto deliver a message. He told
you not to worry. He’d do everything he could to find that pharmacist. Watch your health. If you feel like there’s something wrong
—”
But before Sean could finish, Brandon cut him off. “What are you talking about?” His eyes were cold as he spoke, blatantly
motioning towards the phone with his head.
He didn’t want Jto know that he was looking for the pharmacist. He knew she would worry.
It took a few seconds for Sean to recognize what Brandon was doing. He closed his mouth and nodded, and then left the
office.
Once he was out the door, Brandon unlocked his phone and continued his call with Janet.
She was still in the bathtub, with only half her face visible. “Did Sean leave?”
“He’s gone.” A few seconds of silence lapsed with Brandon looking at the still-blushing Janet, and then the two burst into
laughter at the unexpected turn of events. The heat of the moment was gone. There was only a calm, easy feeling between
them.

Jremembered Sean’s words. “Who is the pharmacist Sean was talking about?” she asked curiously.
“It’s about work. The Larson Group will be partnering with an overseas pharmaceutical company in a few days,” Brandon
explained briefly and calmly.
Jknew Brandon well enough to know that he didn’t want to talk about it anymore, so she didn’t press. A yawn cfrom
her. It was late, and the warm water was starting to make her feel sleepy.

Brandon’s eyes turned soft as he looked at her fighting off her drowsiness. “Go to bed. You’re tired,” he said. Seeing that her hair
was still w*et, he reminded her, “Don’t forget to dry your hair before you sleep.”
Jrubbed her eyes. “Okay. Don’t forget to eat. And don’t be mad atanymore.”
With their final good nights, Jhung up. A slow, unconscious smile crept on Brandon’s lips, and he shook his head fondly. He
turned around and opened the takeout boxes on the table, and then picked up the documents Sean had brought. He ate as he
read through them.
The files contained info that Sean had collected after investigating the pharmacist. It turned out that he had many aliases, using
one for a short tbefore disappearing and changing into another one.
No distinguishable pattern cout from the list of victims. The scope was too wide to be narrowed down. Swere rich while
others were unknown. It was impossible to decipher his tendencies, almost as if he was randomly picking anyone to be the test
subject for his medicine. <1
Brandon wondered if it was truly a coincidence that this man sold medicine to Charis.
The deeper the probe went, the more complicated things appeared to be.
******
The next day, in Northcliffe.
Warm sunlight streamed into the room. Jfurrowed her brows, turning over and covering her head with the quilt. She didn’t
want to get up yet, but her plans of going back to sleep were sabotaged by the sound of the doorbell.
With a groan, she got up, and then went to open the door. Her bleary, sleep-filled eyes widened at the sight of a luxurious
breakfast and a huge bouquet of roses. “Ma’am, a gentleman asked us to bring these to you.” The waiter pushed the cart into the
room and placed the food and flowers on the table before leaving.

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