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.

left the room,

I slowly approached and sat on

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

Mom?" I asked,

the same time, I wanted to look away. She wore a white hospital

had deteriorated so

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

still loved each other. The times she scolded me but would reconcile soon after. And those moments when her actions were hard to understand. She did it all for me...

my lower lip to suppress my sobs,

but barely holding on. She hasn't woken up since the day she was

me fighting,

the way she parted her lips, blood spilling all over her body. She looked

she

was the

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

contract I made with Simon

a price, my child." Simon stood from his swivel chair, approaching me. "You don't

was right. I didn't have a single cent. All I had was my anger-and my will to live, long enough to

however you want," I said without hesitation, my voice cold and unyielding. "For as long as you

mother in the first place-to create me. And now, here I was, offering myself to

in exchange

care about my mother-or

raised an eyebrow but gestured for me to continue. He didn't appear annoyed by my demand. If anything, he seemed to expect

how hard it gets... my mother must stay alive." My fists clenched as I thought of her. "Whatever happens, you can't kill her or put her in danger." "Accepted," he agreed without hesitation. "But what do I get

everyone for

it's over, I'll destroy you

blank sheet of paper and a pen from his

trust his word,

as I handed him the paper. He read through it with a satisfied smirk, nodding