Chapter 1102
The Substitute Wife: My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire
Chapter 1102 The Price Of Saving Luke
ââHalt!â The group turned to face Catherine as she spoke.
Jeremy wanted to move quickly. He had spent too much time and effort today with the Turner couple.
He needed to leave.
After the fight, Jeremy kicked aside the bodyguard at his feet and straightened out his wrinkled coat.
His eyebrows relaxed as he showed no fear toward Catherine. âYou have two options now. If you want
to save Luke, hand me your shares in the Turner Group. Or you can let Luke die and leave your firm
unattended. After all, I have a lot of time here.â
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Glancing at the man resting on the bed, he said, âI doubt Luke has that much time though.â
After exiting the ward, Jeremy shut the door once more.
Only after Jeremy had departed did Catherine make her way back to her seat with the assistance of a
servant. Her once graceful countenance now appeared very pallid, with bloodless lips that made her
seem significantly aged.
âMrs. Turner, do you intend to surrender your shares? Once Mr. Turner is awake and becomes aware,
he will definitely be mad at you.â The elderly servant, employed by the Turner family for numerous
years, couldnât resist the urge to inquire. She had been dutifully serving Catherine ever since her
married Luke.
Catherineâs hand rose to her forehead as she lowered her head in despair, gazing at Luke, who was in
a coma in the hospital bed.
She brushed away the tears gathered at the corners of her eyes. âWhat other options do I have? Luke
is the pillar of the Turner family. He canât leave us like this.â
A heavy sigh escaped the elderly servantâs lips as she observed Catherineâs worn-out appearance. The
constant setbacks had robbed the once graceful lady of her usual charm.
Although Brandon had heard of Lukeâs hospitalization, he felt no need to concern himself with the
matter. The Larson Group had little interaction with the Turner family, after all.
Brandonâs sole focus was on Vivianâs whereabouts, and he relied on Sean to keep him informed of any
developments.
âIâve heard that Vivian has been going through a tough time since she was sent overseas. I heard she
attempted suicide several times but was either stopped or rescued. Have you received any information
on the nursing home where she resides? Vivian has become the prime subject of observation in that
facility. Iâve investigated the background of the sanatorium and learned that it was dubbed a
âmadhouseâ by the locals. Iâve also heard that over ten years ago, it was used as a burial ground for
deceased soldiers. There appears to be an eerie aura surrounding that place.â Sean had a penchant
for delving into peculiar matters, so he had amassed a wealth of knowledge on such topics.
After contemplating, he finally asserted, âMr. Larson, thereâs no need to worry. I highly doubt that Vivian
will ever return.â
âHave you inspected everything that belongs to Vivian?â Setting aside the documents, Brandonâs mind
was preoccupied, and he struggled to concentrate on work. He couldnât shake off the nagging
suspicion that someone had been pulling the strings behind Vivianâs predicament and orchestrated
everything.
âVivianâs possessions consist mainly of her university textbooks, her letters, and some photos with
Charis. However, thereâs one thing that strikes me as weird.â Sean paused briefly before continuing, âI
noticed that a particular phone number frequently appeared in Vivianâs call log. I have requested our
technical staff to investigate, but the number no longer exists. What a shame!â
âWe may be getting closer to uncovering the individual responsible for Vivianâs plight. Perhaps they are
observing us in secret and will soon reveal themselves.â Brandonâs countenance turned
grim, and a stern expression etched onto his face. As a man in a high-ranking position, Brandon
exuded a strong aura that made people hesitant to approach him. His commanding presence often left
others feeling intimidated.
Sean gathered his courage and asked in a cautious tone, âMr. Larson, now that the situation with Vivian
has been resolved, what course of action do you suggest we take next? Furthermore, Mrs. Larson has
been missing for several days nowâ¦â After hearing this, Brandonâs grim expression softened, and a
slight smile graced his handsome face. Standing up from the sofa, he grabbed his coat and said, âGet
the car ready. Iâll go and bring her back home to the White family residence.â
Sean hastened to follow Brandon and said hesitantly, âMr. Larson, Iâm not sure if I should bring this up,
butâ¦â
âIf you have something to say, just say it. Why are you hesitating?â Brandon turned to face Sean with a
stern expression.
âI just feared that you would get angry.â Sean hesitated to speak and rubbed the back of his head.
âMaybe you donât need your mouth since youâre reluctant to use it.â Brandon gave a stern look.
âHereâs the thing,â Sean admitted truthfully. âMrs. Larson might no longer be at the White family
residence now. According to the bodyguards stationed outside the White family residence, they have
been unable to locate Mrs. Larson due to the interference of the White familyâs men.â
âWhy havenât you told me this before?â Brandon seized Sean by the collar, shoved him to the side, and
marched toward the underground parking lot. Sean promptly followed his boss, getting into the car first
and swiftly starting the engine. In addition, he regretted not informing Brandon beforehand. Sean had
been preoccupied with investigating Vivianâs situation abroad, causing him to forget.
âMr. Larson, I have identified several locations where Mrs. Larson is known to frequent. Would you like
us to check them one by one?â Sean aimed to make up for his mistake. âItâs not necessary. If she was
under the protection of the White family, and her parents must have also dispatched their men to track
her, so she is safe for the time being.â Brandon gazed out the window, the passing scenery reflected in
his deep eyes.
âLetâs put the companyâs matters on hold for now. Weâre headed to the White family residence.â He
intended to inquire about Janetâs whereabouts from her parents.