The Double Life of My Billionaire Husband

Chapter 619 After the order was given, everyone exchanged glances, scurried to get out of Sean's sight, and returned to their seats to continue their work.

Before leaving, Sean glanced at Vivian, who was absentminded and had not said a word for a long time, and asked, “Are you okay? Don’t mind them. If something like this happens again, just report it to your superior.

People talk, but in the end they all work for the Larson Group, and they only want what's best for the company.

They're not bad people.” Although Sean didn’t trust Vivian one bit, he had to at least pretend to be nice to her for now.

“I'm fine,” Vivian replied. “Here’s the document that needs Mr. Larson's signature. When will he cback from his business trip anyway?” “I don’t know for sure when Mr. Larson will return. It depends on whether the negotiation is successful or not,” Sean vaguely replied.

Vivian's dark eyes were especially bright at the moment. With a sincere and innocent smile, she said, “This morning, | saw you take the documents out. | thought you were going to give them to Mr. Larson in person. But now you said Mr. Larson had gone abroad, which perplexed me.” “No, | wasn’t bring the documents to anyone. The truth is, | went to Mr. Larson’s house to get the documents he left there.” Sean smiled coyly and put his finger on his lips. “Don’t tell anyone about this, or others will think I'm forging his signature.” “Don’t worry. | know what to do,” Vivian promised with a knowing smile. “If there's nothing else, I'll go back to work now.” All of a sudden, Sean’s face lit up as he remembered something.

“Oh, by the way, where did you go two nights ago? | heard from the HR you asked for leave that afternoon.” “What's in it for you? If your girlfriend finds out that you care too much about me, she’ll get mad,” Vivian joked.

Upon hearing this, Sean scoffed, which made Vivian chuckle.

“Chill. I was just kidding. Two days ago, a servant calledand toldthat my parents got in an accident abroad. | was so anxious at the time. | asked for a leave, but it turned out that my parents were just tricking me.

They video-calledlater and updatedwith their trip abroad.” “Is that so? It turns out that you have a great relationship with Mr. and Mrs. Turner,” Sean remarked. Contrary to his words, his eyes were narrowed, and dubiety could be seen on them.

All of a sudden, his phone rang. The technology department was calling to inform him that the repair of the vehicle's dashcam had been completed.

“I'm sorry, but something cup. | have to go now,” Sean said to Vivian. Without waiting for her reply, he turned around to go to the technology department. He had a far more important matter to deal with, so he did not bother to question Vivian further.

He was in such a hurry to get the dashcam that he did not notice the change in her expression. The moment he turned around, her b*ody stiffened, and astonishment flashed across her face.

As soon as Sean left the 10th floor, Vivian rushed to the bathroom, her face contorting with panic.

Within seconds of Vivian's entry, her complexion had taken on a deathly pallor. She stared at herself in the mirror, in a tizzy, and forced herself to calm down.

She had heard the conversation between Sean and the technical staff loud and clear and was shocked that they had managed to repair the damaged dashcam so quickly. Thinking back to the events of two nights ago, fear crept up her spine.

She had hired someone to tamper with Sean’s convertible, hoping to take advantage of the fact that Natalie would also be at the party and Brandon would be occupied with a long meeting. She had thought that even if Brandon found out something had happened to Natalie, he wouldn't be able to save her right away.

She thought she had all the odds in her favor. But as it turned out, something still went wrong. Vivian had no idea how Natalie had ended up on Wildepond Road, a route with few cars and a flat terrain that had made the rescue mission easier.

In an effort to protect Natalie, Brandon allegedly left the meeting with his business partners and stockholders that evening.

Now, although Natalie was safe, Brandon was seriously injured and in the hospital. The Larson Group would surely investigate the matter thoroughly. If the video of the dashcam was restored...

Vivian's mind raced with worry. In the end, she couldn't take it anymore and called the person she had hired.

If it weren't for the critical situation, Vivian wouldn't have taken the risk and made the call.

Vivian hired a gambler, whose nwas Roger Wilde, to do the deed that night.

When it cto shady and harmful things, Roger was a master of his art. When he answered the phone, he too was panicking. “Why are you callingnow?” he asked. “The dashcam has been repaired by the people of the Larson Group. If | don’t call you, you won't know how you'll meet your demise,” Vivian said through gritted teeth.

“I need to ask you something. Did the camera catch you at the time?” Roger chuckled, “So what if it did? | was wearing a mask and a hat, my face was covered. Even if they seein the camera, so what? | don’t think they can recognizeeven if | stand right in front of them now.” Vivian was beyond frustrated. “Do you think you’ve just offended sregular Joes? This time, both Brandon and the White family are involved. They're looking into it together. Even if your face wasn’t caught by the camera, they still have ways of tracking you down.” But Roger was unafraid. “The situation is dire. It looks like you'll have to givemore money. Otherwise, don’t blme for spilling the beans when they catch me!” “If you keep talking tolike that, | won't protect you,” Vivian warned. She realized that telling Roger everything was only digging her own grave.

“Whatever. Everyone in Barnes knows the Larson Group. If | go down, you're coming with me,” Roger threatened.

Obviously, Roger was more ferocious than Vivian.

Vivian took a deep breath and asked coldly, “How much do you want?” “Five hundred thousand dollars,” Roger demanded exorbitantly.

“Fine,” Vivian said through gritted teeth.

She knew that no matter how much money she paid, it wouldn't stop Roger from eventually telling the truth. The only way to keep a secret was to take it to the grave. She would have to go see Roger in person.

Vivian gritted her teeth. “I'll give you the cash in person, and then you can flee. There's an unfinished building in the suburbs. I'll text you the address. Meetthere.” Roger didn’t suspect a thing. “Miss Cooper, you're so thoughtful. I'll see you and the money at five o'clock.”