Love Game With The Rebel Billionaire

Chapter 105: Confirm

"A-Ash-"

I couldn't finish my sentence as he placed a hand on my nape. He lifted me slightly, and pressed his lips against mine.

I wanted to push him away, but I was too weak-not because of the poison, but because of his presence and what he was doing.

He bit my lower lip, forcing my mouth open. Taking advantage of the moment, he slipped something into my mouth.

A capsule?

"That's your antidote, baby," he said, staring at me. "You can either swallow it or die here instantly."

It had been five years... yet he looked the same. The same Ash who loved me... and almost killed me.

"It's been a while. You're still as beautiful as ever," he said, finally letting me go.

He moved over to Windwood and took a syringe as well. He quickly administered it to the senator.

I blinked twice, but he was still there. I wasn't hallucinating, nor was I dreaming.

"What are you doing here?" I asked, my voice still weak.

"Evangeline told you to wait for her signal, didn't she?" He smirked and pointed to himself. "I'm the signal she was talking about. Now stop interrogating me. We've got a mission to accomplish, don't we?" Ash is the signal? What the fuck is happening?

He placed his hands on either side of my neck, seemingly checking if I still had a fever like earlier. Thanks to the antidote he gave me, I was feeling fine now.

He quickly organized my things and even picked up the items I had scattered earlier while rummaging through the cabinet.

Ash was wearing gloves to avoid leaving fingerprints, which made me curious. What was he doing here, and why did it seem like he had a mission of his own, just like me?

five years...

mission right now,

am not ruining your mission, as you can see. I'm cleaning up here," he said, motioning to

words got on my nerves. Was he trying to imply that I couldn't handle

searching for him-not because I missed him, but because I wanted to kill

dying to see is standing in front of

acts just the same as when we were still

Except for that night.

you when someone helps you?" he asked, snapping me back to reality. "Old habits die hard,

to you?" I retorted. He just smiled

everything, he came closer again and threw a

we lifted Senator Windwood onto the bed, making it look like he was

wear gloves?" he asked, looking

don't need to," I

have gloves because I didn't care if they detected my

if things went south, I could easily change my fingerprints using an invention from

her team's inventions had been invaluable. They could make a fortune selling them, but they only used

He's not getting any better. He looks like he's sleeping, but there's no real progress," I muttered, glancing at Senator Windwood, then back at Ash. "If you want

I didn't have a choice since he was here. If either of

maybe that wasn't such a bad idea-I'd take

eyes widen. "The other poison has already spread

I raised an eyebrow.

was behind it? Why were they trying to eliminate Senator Windwood? Was it because of what he knew?

if that's the case?" I asked, unable to

as dead, why bother with the antidote? Was he just

he

senator's clothes, then took something

fingerprints are here," he said, spraying something all over the

odorless, and he sprayed generously, especially where I had lingered the