Love Game With The Rebel Billionaire

Chapter 114: Welcome To The Dark World

"Where are your words coming from?" I asked, tilting my head.

To my surprise, Mason stood up and pulled me out of the office.

"Hey-What the heck!"

I had wanted to ask what he meant by his words, but he practically dragged me to the door.

We rarely see each other, yet this is how he treated me.

Does he have a love life he's not telling me about?

"Maybe it is," I finally said to myself before going inside the elevator.

I went to the parking lot and entered my car. I started the engine and headed toward the place where my mother was staying.

It was just a house far from the city. Its appearance was deceptive, though-looks haunted on the outside, but elegant and well-maintained inside. "Take a break," I told the two guards stationed outside as they greeted me.

They looked utterly exhausted, probably from being chewed out by Simon again. The only reason his employees stay is because of his money.

I picked up that trait from him-using money to manipulate people and buy their loyalty.

"This way, ma'am," a maid said with a smile, leading me to my mother's room.

It was my second time visiting here, and the first time I'd seen this maid. The first time I came, only the guards and nurse were around.

Simon is so cruel. After all the missions he made me complete, he wouldn't even let me visit here once a week.

That's why every second here is precious. I don't answer calls or reply to any messages, no matter how urgent. Nothing is more important than my family. They're my priority above all else.

When we entered the room, I froze at the sight of Mom lying on the bed. A nurse and a doctor were checking her vitals.

noticed me, they nodded and left the room, followed by the maid who had guided

slowly approached and sat

Gently, I stroked her hand with my thumb. Her hands looked lifeless and

I

the same time, I wanted to look away. She wore a white hospital gown that seemed too big

body had deteriorated so much over

here again..." I said softly, tears spilling from my eyes. "Open your eyes so you can

of our time together flooded back. The days when, even though we fought, we still loved each other. The times she scolded me but would reconcile soon after.

tightly, biting my lower lip to suppress my sobs, my

is still alive, but barely holding on. She hasn't woken up since the day she was shot. Only God knows if she'll ever

hoping-that hope keeps me fighting,

flow. I still vividly remember the way she parted her lips, blood spilling

man she thought loved

the

the faint scar on my palm. It's faded over the years, but

contract I

Simon stood from his swivel chair, approaching me. "You don't have any money. So, how will you repay me? My knowledge,

anger-and my will to live,

me however you want," I said without hesitation, my voice

why he impregnated my mother in the first place-to create me. And

saw the grin spread across his face at my words. "I'll train you in exchange for your service. You know

my mother-or

didn't appear annoyed by my demand. If anything, he seemed to expect

clenched as I thought of her. "Whatever happens, you can't

everyone for

once it's over,

of paper and a pen from

contract. I didn't trust his word, but I

him the paper. He read through