Chapter 7

I nodded at Brandon. "Mr. Brandon, perhaps you two should step away for a moment."

Although Brandon was reluctant, he still retreated further.

Amber sat down next to me, asking indignantly, "Valerie, what on earth is going on? Are you interested in Brandon? You even want him to be your company's CEO? Is his canceling the wedding related to you?"

I raised an eyebrow, my voice cold. "Do you really think I'd be interested in someone like Brandon?"

Amber thought for a moment, then a smile appeared on her face. "You're right, how could you be interested in him? His company is just an empty shell. Even a dying camel is bigger than a horse, but it's nothing compared to yours."

I smiled. "Tell me, why are you so determined to marry Brandon when he treats you like this?"

Amber giggled. "Do you think I really love him that much? Let me tell you, I'm only after his money. I'm marrying him so I can officially take a share of his assets."

I frowned. "Isn't that a bit… wrong?"

Amber snorted. "What's wrong with it?! That money was partly mine to begin with! He promised me half back then, but after he got the assets, he actually refused to admit it!"

I thought for a moment. "I heard Brandon's assets were mainly inherited from his ex-wife. Why would he be willing to give you half?"

Amber's face hardened, and she grew wary. "That, I'm not at liberty to tell you. You don't need to know anyway; it has nothing to do with you."

Then she giggled again. "Valerie, I'm telling you, Brandon has a massive secret that I'm holding over his head, so he can't possibly shake me off. I don't mind if you make him CEO, as long as he makes money, I'll benefit too."

"Can you tell me what kind of leverage you have?" I asked.

Amber chuckled dryly. "Still can't say. After all, it's the biggest secret between him and me."

I chuckled softly. "Alright, I'm just kidding. Did you really think I'd be interested?"

Amber suddenly got a mischievous glint in her eyes. "Oh, right, Valerie, if you're genuinely interested in Brandon, I wouldn't oppose you two dating. In fact, I'd support you marrying him. After all, you're my best friend."

I rolled my eyes at her.

Amber cackled. "I'm serious, not joking. As your best friend, I can share Brandon with you."

"Amber, if you say something like that again, don't blame me for ending our friendship," I said coldly.

Inside, I was scoffing endlessly.

Amber was truly a viper. She called me her best friend, claimed to support my marriage to Brandon, but in reality, she was just after my assets, trying to replicate the scheme she and Brandon used to murder me back then.

"Alright, alright, I won't say it again," Amber chuckled dryly. "I'm going to go take off my makeup now."

With that, she turned and left, giving Brandon a defiant glare as she passed him.

Brandon looked somewhat puzzled but ignored her, instead anxiously walking towards me.

I secretly turned on the voice recorder I carried with me.

"Ms. Valerie, what did she just tell you? She didn't talk badly about me, did she?" Brandon asked, feigning nonchalance.

"Brandon, was your ex-wife Julia killed by you and Amber working together?"