Fake Marriage: Love Takes Me To You - Chapter 475 A Stranger

Lucian was very angry, because he found out that Victor had played a trick on him. As soon as he returned to the bedroom, he immediately called Fred, who knew what had happened there.

“What happened over there? You must tell me everything in detail.” Clenching his fists, Lucian held back his anger.

Because of his forbearance, the veins in his neck and the blue veins on his forehead appeared. Lucian gritted his teeth, and his perfect profile looked a little rugged. Besides, his fingernails turned white when he held the phone tightly with his slender fingers.

Fred told Lucian the whole story.

Lucian’s departure left his men leaderless. Seeing this, Fred immediately stood out and told them what to do.

However, Victor hadn’t come out of Room 101 of the Oriental Pearl Hotel since he entered. There was a pinhole camera installed by Lucian’s men inside the room in advance. One hour later, Victor came out with the umbrella. And in the last hour, no one went in that room, including the staff in the hotel.

Victor sat there alone, spinning the umbrella in his hand. Somehow, Fred felt a little weird when he saw this scene from the surveillance video. A man sat on a chair, holding an umbrella in his hand. The canopy of the long umbrella was folded, and the pointed tip of the umbrella twirled back and forth on the ground.

Fred sent this video to Lucian. When Lucian turned on the computer and stare

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ok at Lucian.

Lucian straightened his back and looked into his father’s eyes. “Look at my eyes, and I’ll call out a person’s name… Victor Shen!”

He deliberately guided his father’s emotions, and then suddenly asked his father the question when his father was confused.

Lucian felt that his father must know something. Otherwise, his father wouldn’t have gone from being a loving father to a domineering father. After all, everything was closely related to Victor.

Lucian stared at his father seriously and specially looked at his father’s micro expressions. However, when he spoke out the name, his father’s expression did not change at all. The micro expressions that psychologists used to analyze people did not appear at all on Bryant’s face.

“Victor Shen? What are you talking about? I knew a man called Vernon Shen before I retired, but he has been abroad for several years. Do you have any contact with him? I do know Vernon Shen.” Bryant answered with equanimity.

Lucian was stunned for a moment and muttered, “Vernon Shen?”

“He is about my age, but he is very fat. At that time, I thought no one would marry him because of his weight.” Bryant talked quite naturally to him.

Lucian couldn’t figure it out. He asked again, “You really don’t know who Victor Shen is?”

Bryant shook his head firmly, “Aren’t you talking about going to T City? Why are you talking about someone I don’t know?”