Chapter 1339 The Lead Had Gone Cold
Nightfall had swallowed the day by the time Brandon trudged through his front door.
Upon catching sight of Brandon''s arrival, J met him with an enthusiastic wee, helping him
shed his coat and steering him towards the dining table, set with a wholesome, light supper.
"You look drained, darling," J voiced her concern, nimbly arranging the cutlery around the
tes. "Eat up, and then straight to bed for some well-earned rest."
A sh of surprise crossed Brandon''s face as he queried, "You''re oddly calm today, not pestering
me about the investigation."
Wearing a resigned smile, J shrugged. "Your expression gives it away. I don''t need to ask."
Brandon''s response was a soft sigh at her words.
J enveloped Brandon''s hand in hers, her voice a soothing balm. "It''s fine. The tougher things
get, the more crucial it is to nourish yourself and rest. rity of mind is our best hope to untangle
this mess."
Herforting voice lubied his unease, settling the storm in his heart.
When dinner was done, he dismissed the servants and personally took up dishwashing duties.
By the time they had tidied up, a sense of calm had woven its way into their hearts.
Brandon ushered J to the couch, ready to unravel the day''s findings.
"Suzanne''s firm pushes a product that keeps Inte celebrities in prime shape, looks-wise. But
it has severe repercussions, slowly gnawing away at the user''s mental and physical capacities," he
disclosed to J, consciously leaving out the enigmatic pharmacist to prevent additional worry.
Hearing this, a spark ignited in J''s eyes. "This is a breakthrough! It proves that Vivi''s death was
linked to the drug use. Now, we can trail the breadcrumbs to the mastermind behind it all."
Brandon, however, shook his head with a grave countenance. "It''s not that straightforward. The
police hit a dead-end trying to trace any direct connection between Star Entertainment and the drug,
and they couldn''t even pinpoint its origin. It''s an unregistered drug, unfamiliar even to Frank."
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The light in J''s eyes dimmed, reced by a shroud of disappointment. "So we''re back to square
one."
Cradling her head in his hand, Brandon offered his reassurance. "Don''t fret, we''ll keep digging. The
one behind this won''t evade justice."
Finding sce against the solidity of Brandon''s chest, J''s spirits lifted a notch. "I trust you, and
remember, truth always finds its way." Wrapped in Brandon''s embrace, a soft smile danced on her
lips. An ambermplight cast a warm, tranquil ambiance, augmenting the serene intery between
them.
Lost in thought for a moment, J straightened up abruptly, proposing, "We should find a quality
nursing home for Vivi''s parents and extend our support as much as possible."
Regardless of Vivi''s misguided actions, her parents were innocent bystanders. They didn''t deserve
to bear the brunt of her wrongdoings.
Each time the image of Vivi''s parents, their faces etched with age and bodies bent under life''s
weight, crept into J''s mind, it evoked a sense of mncholy and a yearning to lend a helping
hand.
After much pondering, she concluded that securing
a nursing home spot for the couple was the most prudent action—a ce where they could spend
their remaining years enveloped infort and care.
Brushing his hand gently against J''s cheek, Brandon spoke softly. "Your heart is pure, my love.
Follow your instincts. You have my unwavering support."
A grin graced J''s face as she replied, "Thanks, darling."
Recalling the unruly group from before, worry painted her features anew. "Remember those ruffians
from the other day? I fear they might return to stir up more trouble. Vivi''s parents are too frail to
withstand any more disruption."
A cold glint sparked in Brandon''s dark eyes. "Rest easy. I''ll ensure the bodyguards give those
troublemakers a taste of their own medicine, making sure they think twice before hassling the old
couple again," he fortified his promise with a tone of resolve.