Chapter 632
Chapter 632:
Brandon understood instantly that the messages had been deleted, as Vivian had erased them. When Millie had shown him the chat logs, the timestamp on the greeting message matched this one perfectly. And when he’d looked through Vivian’s conversation with Blade Joker, the earlier exchanges were completely gone. Still, from the tone and context of her recent messages, it was obvious this wasn’t their first conversation, hinting that Vivian routinely deleted her messages.
“What are you doing, Brandon?” Vivian’s voice pitched higher, panic seeping into her tone as she tried to cover her unease. “Stop it!”
Without warning, Brandon shoved her back against the wall, his gaze burning. “Did you send messages to stir up trouble for Millie?” Get full chapters from.net
“No, I didn’t!” Vivian blurted, the words tumbling out instinctively.
“I’ve already seen the proof!” Brandon shot back, his jaw tight. For the first time, as he looked at her, he felt nothing but disgust.
“That was all her lies—”
“Vivian!” Brandon’s voice cracked like a whip. “Don’t think wiping them locally makes them vanish. I can pull the cloud backups. I can recover every single file from your phone. So, are you going to admit it now, or should I dig it all up myself?”
Confronted with this version of Brandon, Vivian’s bravado faltered completely. She knew exactly how vicious her messages to Millie had been. And if Brandon uncovers them…
Upon seeing that Vivian refused to come clean, Brandon’s expression hardened as he pulled out his phone and called Eugene.
Eugene wasted no time showing up.
“You can’t do this!” Vivian screamed. “It’s my personal privacy!”
Brandon let out a cold sneer. So now she thought throwing around privacy rights would intimidate him?
𝓒𝓸𝓷𝓽𝓮𝓷𝓽 𝓻𝓮𝓵𝓪𝓽𝓮𝓼 𝓽𝓸 g𝓪𝗅𝗇𝓸ν𝓮𝗅𝓈﹐ⅽ𝗼𝗺
“Mr. Watson,” Eugene greeted as he arrived.
Brandon extended the phone toward Eugene.
“I’ll talk!” Vivian broke down, her voice shaking through her sobs.
There was no way she could let Eugene get his hands on her phone. Even though she usually used a different device for things like this, this one still held plenty of dangerous secrets. She knew Watson Group had top-tier data recovery specialists.
She preferred to reveal only what she chose, rather than risk Brandon taking her phone, digging through its data, and uncovering everything she’d been hiding.
Tears streamed down Vivian’s face as she reached toward the phone. This time, Brandon didn’t block her and simply watched with a cold stare. Vivian unlocked a hidden folder, her fingers trembling as she keyed in the password.
Before she could open anything, Brandon snatched the phone right back. His eyes flicked to the folder name—”Trophies.” The implication couldn’t have been clearer.
Brandon leveled Vivian with a stare so cold it felt like it could freeze the air between them.
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