The Double Life of My Billionaire Husband

Chapter 649 Natalie's mood fell at the mention of Charis. She could vividly remember the days when Brandon had lost his memories, and she had to deal with Charis alone. She felt as if she was repeating history again.

“Honey, you don’t look so good. Just focus on your work. I'll handle the rest,,,” Brandon said with a frown.

He took Natalie's hand and found her hand freezing.

“Now, whenever | think of Vivian, | subconsciously think of Charis. | even feel that Vivian is intentionally imitating Charis,” Natalie sighed melancholically.

She then continued in bewilderment, “They are both the kind of people who only does things that benefit them and ignore the impacts on others. We must put an end to Vivian's schemes as soon as possible.” “Don’t worry. It's about time,” Brandon said lightheartedly.

With her eyes wide open, Natalie asked, “Honey, what do you mean by that?” Brandon rubbed Natalie's fingers as he tried to warm them up.

“You'll know soon,” he said mysteriously.

“Fine, don’t tell me,” Natalie said as she rolled her eyes.

“I know you have a plan, but this time | might take action before you do,” she continued complacently.

Brandon smiled at Natalie's confidence.

“I won't take your credit. Do whatever you want,” Brandon said affectionately.

Natalie chuckled.

“Let’s wait and see the show tonight.” Vivian must have found the masked waitress to be very familiar.

No doubt, it would remind Vivian of the waitress she pushed down the stairs the other day.

Vivian would definitely come back to investigate.

Natalie spent a lot of time and energy finding a girl who looked like the injured waitress before she offered the girl a job as a waitress at the Newden Hotel to help execute her plan. Perhaps she could catch Vivian red-handed tonight.

“Honey, what are you thinking of? You seem happier now,”” Brandon asked as he pinched her cheek and smiled.

“Of course I'm happy. We might finally catch the real murderer soon. Honey, we must be patient for the fish to take the bait,” Natalie replied.

She felt relieved as she thought that everything would finally be over. She even consulted Johanna to ensure the success of her plan.

Johanna was more experienced in such schemes. She immediately came up with the idea when she heard the story from Natalie.

Now, all that was left was to catch Vivian red-handed and put her in prison.

Brandon was still holding Natalie’s hand and found that he couldn't warm up her hands no matter how long he rubbed them.

At that moment, he was more worried about her health than catching Vivian.

“It’s not a big deal to catch her today or tomorrow. Let's go back inside first. It's getting colder here,” Brendan said as he pulled her back.

“Okay, let's go inside , let's go inside. I'm hungry now,” Natalie agreed readily as she smelled a waft of cream from the restaurant, making her stomach rumble.

When dinner ended, many were already a little drunk.

“Mr. Larson, we will take our leave now,” one of the male colleagues said gleefully as he stood up and prepared to leave.

The other male colleagues also stood up and took turns to say goodbye to Brandon before leaving with their faces flushed.

“Be careful on your way home,” Sean called out to the people who exited the restaurant.

After checking that all his colleagues had left, he looked at Brandon and Natalie and informed, “Mr. Larson, everyone has left. Should | go and get the car as well?” Brandon nodded and glanced at Natalie, who was lying beside him with her face flushed. He caressed Natalie's hot cheek and said gently, “Honey, it’s time to go home.” Natalie mumbled incoherently and continued to lie on the table, unconscious.

Brandon sighed helplessly as he picked up her bag and supported her with his arms around her waist.

Natalie was in a daze as she leaned against Brandon, and they walked out of the restaurant to wait for Sean.

A few days ago, a series of heavy downpours had rained over Barnes, and now the wind was a little cold.

The wind made Natalie shiver, stirring her awake.

However, she was still drunk and was easily irritable. She shouted angrily with a slur, “I haven't drunk enough yet! Let's go back. | want to drink more!” “We can drink at home. It's late now,” Brandon coaxed her as he held her waist tightly. He pulled Natalie closer and shielded her from the cold with his coat.

“Give me two more bottles...” Natalie mumbled as she wrapped her arms around his waist. She then licked her lips and sank deeper into Brandon's arms.

“After we get back, okay?” Brandon whispered helplessly as he smiled and reached out his hands, pinching her pink cheeks.

Natalie was still in a daze as she raised her head to look at Brandon. Her vision was blurry, and she felt as if Brandon's chiseled features were gradually enlarging in front of her.

Brandon lowered his head and kissed her lower lip. He opened her mouth with his tongue and kissed her hard.

Brandon's kisses were very passionate.

Natalie felt herself getting excited. She tightened her grip on his shirt and began to respond to him.

Just then, a strong beam of light shone on them.

Brandon frowned and squinted his eyes for a better look.

When he recognized the figure in the car, he gritted his teeth and shouted, “Sean!” Sean was startled. He poked his head out of the car and said sheepishly.

“Mr. Larson, I... got the car!” Brandon was irritated by Sean’s insensitivity and reminded him sternly, “Don’t forget that half a year’s bonus has already been deducted from your pay! If you believe that’s not enough, | can even deduct next year’s bonus in advance.” “Mr. Larson! Please don't do that,” Sean cried exasperatedly.

His voice trembled a little while he explained incoherently, “We still have other plans, don’t we? | was so anxious about them that | didn’t realize | interrupted you.” Fortunately, Natalie staggered over and tugged Brandon's arm, reminding him, “Honey, don’t forget that | have a plan too.” Brandon calmed down and helped Natalie into the car.

After everyone buckled their seatbelts, Sean finally drove the couple back home.

Watching the car disappear at a distance, a woman hiding around a corner finally stuck her head out. She wore a mask and a black baseball cap.

Only her eyes could be seen.

After ensuring the coast was clear, she sneaked into the hotel.

When the receptionist saw the suspicious-looking woman, she called out apprehensively, “Miss, how can | help you?” The woman was startled and disguised her voice, “I'm looking for a friend. She used to be a waitress in your hotel, but not long ago, she fell down the stairs and hurt herself. | went to the hospital to visit her today, but the doctor said that she had been discharged. Did she come back to work?” The receptionist was initially confused.

However, when she heard the woman mention the waitress who fell down the stairs by accident, she immediately understood and replied, “You mean Polly, right? She hasn't come back to work yet. | heard that her mother brought her home to take care of her. She is seriously injured and can’t come back to work for a long time.” “Well, that's a pity,” the woman sighed as she shook her head disappointedly before leaving in a hurry.

The receptionist nodded and shrugged. She secretly took a photo of the woman as she left and sent it to Natalie.

Meanwhile, Sean didn’t drive far. He took a detour and stopped at a corner near the hotel.

Natalie was leaning against the car window and was gradually becoming sober. She looked anxious as she held her phone tightly in her hands.

Suddenly, her phone vibrated.

There was a message.

“Honey! It's here!” Natalie cried joyfully with a tinge of surprise in her voice. She nervously opened the message, and her face instantly fell.