The Double Life of My Billionaire Husband novel Chapter 502

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.

Suddenly, he began to tremble violently all over and fell out of his chair and to the ground.

Shocked, Brandon ran to the door and shouted for Frank, “Come in and check him!”

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

“What 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 said, “We’ll have no more clues from Jorge now.” When they walked out of the police department, Brandon sighed and frowned. His heart felt heavy in his chest.

Frank was also upset. He had been looking forward to seeing what he ended up witnessing his death.

When they returned to the company, Brandon asked Sean to investigate who Jorge had been in contact with before his death. A criminal like Jorge must have been under the protection of someone powerful since the police couldn’t find him.

Sean understood how serious the matter was, so he got down to work immediately.

“Don’t mention the fact that I was in the room with Jorge when he died.”

“Got it, sir.” Sean understood and left at once.

Seeing the look of anguish on Brandon’s face, Frank cleared his throat.

“The pharmacist has made a lot of moves recently. He must have left some evidence somewhere. Don’t give up hope. I believe we will find him soon.”

Brandon had always placed priority on his work above all else. He was glad that Brandon was taking this matter so seriously this time.

“You 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, Natalie.

But she didn’t want to tell Derek that.

“I enjoy my solitude. I think I’ll just stay in the hotel and relax for the next two days. I’ll go back now, I think. See you.” Natalie gave him a faint smile, friendly enough but also giving off an air of deliberate aloofness.

She hailed a taxi and hopped in immediately.

Derek was a little surprised. He hadn’t expect Natalie to be so cold to him right now. Just a bit earlier, Natalie had been enthusiastically taking his measurements..

Which one was the real her? The more Derek thought about it, the more curious he became.

Not long after Natalie got into her taxi and left, a black car stopped in front of Derek.

“What are you doing? Why did you leave the venue with a woman without even telling me?” Derek’s manager sounded a bit anxious. But Derek wasn’t that easily controlled.

Derek didn’t say a word. He opened the door and got into the car.

“Cut the crap and follow the taxi in front of us.”

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The taxi took Natalie to her hotel. The hotel booking had been arranged by the Iridescent Show’s organizers. The facilities were lovely and the environment modern and elegant.

Natalie got her room key from the reception desk and as soon as she got into her room, she jumped into the bed and rolled under the covers.

“Today has been incredible!” Holding the blanket to herself, Natalie giggled for a while.