Chapter 1532:

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Seeing that Brandon had been silent for some time, Sean became a little nervous. He cautiously suggested, ‘Mr. Larson, perhaps you should stay out of the limelight for a while. Avoid returning home for the time being, or the national media will surely seize on this sensational story if they learn that you have returned. Once the police get wind of the story, even if there is no conclusive evidence, with that photo of you stabbing Jeremy, they could still launch an investigation.’

Even if Brandon hadn’t killed anyone, they could still charge him with intentional assault. With a sigh, Sean acknowledged that the situation was very complex. ‘Until we eliminate all news stories involving him, we’ll use some showbiz stories to distract attention. The focus of online users will shift and, without constant scrutiny and interest, things will naturally calm down.’

Hearing Sean’s words, Frank, who had been frowning, nodded. ‘I think Sean is right. We’d be wise to find a secluded spot, away from the prying eyes of the media. By the time they resurface, the rumours will probably have lost their momentum and things will be much easier to handle.’

Brandon’s face was cold and he sneered, ‘You think we can solve this by hiding? You think it’s that simple?’

Both Frank and Sean were taken by surprise.

Brandon explained, ‘Jeremy managed to get the word out so fast, he must have planned it well. He won’t allow me to just hide. If I decide to ignore the news and do nothing, he’ll exploit the situation and try to prove that I killed him. And…’

Looking out the window, Brandon’s deep-set eyes narrowed as he spoke in a determined tone, ‘The medical team I arranged for Janet has already arrived in Barnes. In addition, all the essential equipment for her treatment is in your lab. If we want Janet to receive the best care, we must stay in Barnes. I have no other choice.

Neither Frank nor Sean had anticipated that, at such a critical time, Brandon would insist on returning to the precarious situation at Barnes for Janet’s sake.

Frank, rubbing his forehead in frustration, proposed a compromise: ‘I’ll go back to Janet for treatment. She won’t be in danger. You can find a secluded spot and let Sean handle this matter at Larson Group headquarters on your behalf. You can come back once you’ve cleared your name.’

Brandon knew Frank’s intentions were good and that his plan was the most logical, but he shook his head without hesitation and said, ‘No.’

Frank’s anxiety increased. ‘Why not, why do you insist on going back?’

Brandon’s face remained cold, but his tone was determined, driven by his concern for Janet. ‘It took me a great deal of effort to find Janet. I don’t want to be separated from her, even if it’s only for a few days. Besides, you know how destructive public opinion can be. If people think I’m a murderer, what will happen to Janet when I return to Barnes alone as my wife? I’m afraid this will put additional psychological pressure on her, especially as she has already lost her memory.’

Frank’s expression was divided, caught between admiration for Brandon’s deep affection and frustration at his apparent stubbornness. After a moment of contemplation, Frank sighed. ‘All right, the decision is yours.’

Hours later, his private plane landed on the rooftop of Brandon’s mansion in Barnes. Through the plane’s window, Brandon could clearly see that many reporters were gathered outside the mansion. It seemed that the media had already heard about his homecoming. They were all attentive, eager to get first-hand information about the accusations that Brandon had killed someone.

Brandon scoffed coldly at the sight of him. The area where he lived was among the wealthiest and most luxurious in Barnes and had extremely tight security measures. Even if a hundred other journalists were present, it would be difficult for them to get close to him, let alone pry into his affairs.

At the same time, Janet had just woken up. Wanting to shield her from the sight of the reporters with their cameras at the ready, Brandon deliberately turned to block her view and led her inside the mansion.

‘Is this our bedroom?’ asked Janet, looking around the opulent and cosy room that spanned over 100 square metres.

Brandon nodded and guided Janet towards the bathroom, saying softly, ‘Freshen up first. I’ll ask the servant to fix you something to eat.’

Janet obeyed and entered the luxurious but unfamiliar bathroom. The moment the bathroom door closed, Brandon’s face turned grim. He turned and headed for the living room. As he entered, he looked up and met the stern faces of Johanna and Beal, who were sitting there. Next to them sat a woman he had never met before, and her presence added a new layer of tension to the already charged atmosphere.

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