Billionaire's Reborn Baby
Chapter 404 Women

Branden walked upstairs. When he saw the red door on the second floor, he suddenly turned around and said to Christy with a faint smile, "Since you're so curious about that door, let me send you in." Hardly had Branden's voice faded away, the bodyguard took Christy to the red door with one hand. Branden walked to the door unhurriedly. Then, he pressed his thumb on the handle of the door. The door was opened after his fingerprint was scanned.

He actually disguised the fingerprint lock as an ordinary door handle!

Christy was pushed into the room and staggered to the ground. She looked up and saw nothing but utter darkness. As Branden walked in and turned on the lights, the facilities in the room gradually came into her sight.

There was only one bed with pure white sheets. A black chair was beside it and a mirror stood by the wall. In addition, there was a small bookcase with a few books inside. How could there be the only things?

Perhaps the surprise in Christy's eyes was too obvious. Branden asked her with a smile, "What do you think here should be? An iron cage? Or a basement filled with whips?"

It could be anything but shouldn't have been just like this. It was just a clean break room. But if it was a break room, why did it have to be here? Why did it have such a fingerprint lock? Why did it have to be in his private villa...?

Christy had too many questions in her mind. Branden dragged the black chair in front of her and sat down. Then he fiddled with the gun in his hand and asked, "Can you tell me who send you here?" Branden was a capable man. He had no weakness perhaps except his only daughter. All sorts of thoughts flashed in Christy's mind. After thinking seriously for a while, Christy said, "I just came here to investigate if any other women were hidden here."

She said women instead of girls.

Branden moved his eyebrows imperceptibly, but Christy noticed it. He even relaxed a little and leaned his back against the chair. "Women? How can other women be here?"

Ferne said that Branden had been stuck in a stalemate for a long time in order to divorce his wife. Branden and his wife were at a dead end, but why did Branden allow it? Could it be that he had some weaknesses...

Christy's thoughts were interrupted by Branden He stared at her and asked, "Who tells you there are women here?"

"I am paid for errands and never ask anything else. You know, knowing too much is a big taboo in this field." Christy said.

She was astonishingly beautiful, and her black clothes even could not conceal her curvaceous figure. If she hadn't declared that she was sent here for investigation, Branden would have thought that she was sent here to seduce him.

She spoke clearly but without key points. She did not know who sent her here. Those few words would only make Branden think that person as his wife.

After all, him having an affair would benefit his wife to gain more compensation for divorce.

"Where's your phone?" Branden switched the gun to his other hand and signaled the bodyguard to frisk Christy.

He wanted to check Christy's transfer records to replace out who that person was based on the remittance card number or contact number. However, there wasn't any transfer records at all in Christy's phone. The only person she contacted just now was Noah.

She couldn't let them check the phone!

The bodyguard had taken out her phone and pressed her finger on the fingerprint lock to unlock it.

It didn't work.

"Which hand?" the bodyguard asked impatiently.

The more nervous Christy was, the more fearless and charming she looked. "If you want to touch my hands, just touch. There's no need to ask me."

The bodyguard frowned and glared at her. Then, he took her phone behind her back and held her fingers one by one to test the password.

Christy shouted softly, "Don't touch my body, Okay?"

Her hands were behind her waist, right next to her buttocks, which the bodyguard indeed accidentally touched. When she said it out loudly, the bodyguard was utterly discomfited. In the end, the phone still was locked after all her fingers were tested perhaps because one finger was not aligned properly.

"Which finger exactly?" the bodyguard was a little angry.

Of course, Branden understood that Christy was just playing tricks to stall for time. However, even if she stalled for time, it could help nothing. She was already here. And even if her helpers came here, they could not return.

Branden stood up and looked down at Christy with slight impatience, "Don't play tricks," then he said to the bodyguard, "Try again."

"Yes!"

"Mr. Branden..." the butler suddenly said outside the door.

Branden frowned, "What's up?"

"Miss Irene is here." the butler whispered.

Branden frowned and was confused. He walked out the door and asked, "Don't I ask the driver to pick her up and send her home? Why is she here?"

"The driver probably thought that you want to send her here, so..."

Branden cut off the butler's words in a rough voice, "Where is she?"

"She's outside. She just got off the car." the butler said hurriedly.

Branden took a few steps, then turned around and threw the gun on the bed. Then, he said to the bodyguard, "Watch her!"

He closed the door and walked away.

The bodyguard was still holding Christy's fingers tirelessly to test the fingerprint lock one by one.

The Motorola Atrix was not a new model, issued on April at the year before last. The design of the phone fingerprint lock was "Slide to unlock". It meant that the bodyguard must hold Christy's fingers and slide to unlock it one by one.

"Stop it, it hurts. I'll tell you after a rest." Christy tilted her head to purposely blow on the bodyguard's face.

The bodyguard got angry. He raised his head and glared at her. Then, he clutched her neck and said, "Do not use this on me."

Christy took the chance to ruthlessly smash her head into his forehead, resulting in her forehead covered in blood. Then she smiled, "Do you like this?"

Her hands were tied behind her back, but her body was very flexible. She leaned back and kicked the bodyguard against the wall. Meanwhile, she quickly jumped up and threw herself onto the bed. The hand on her back held the gun which was on the bed.

The bodyguard was hit to be unconscious for a moment and then quickly pounced on her. Then a single shot rang out.

After getting off the car, Irene stood in front of the garage. This was her first time visiting her father's villa. Her father, of course, had a lot of secrets. She did not know much and didn't want to know.

It was his private territory, so she did not enter without authorization. Instead, she waited at the door, occasionally kicking around.

The bestie's video did not make Emily into trouble, but even let that retard give a good impression on others. Many people liked her for her face.

She could not understand what she was doing. She lost her love, and she was about to lose her kinship.

Her parents had been stuck in a stalemate for a long time in order to divorce. She knew her mother didn't want a divorce. After all, as their only daughter, no one was willing to give up her custody. Perhaps her mother wanted something else, but Irene could not care about that. She only wanted a harmonious family even if her father and mother lived separately. She even prepared for her father having an affair with another woman. If they didn't get divorced, everything could be done properly after negotiation.000000