Love Game With The Rebel Billionaire

Chapter 116: Video

Those were the words I wanted to say, but instead, I pulled my checkbook and pen from my bag.

"How much?" I asked, raising an eyebrow when Tanner chuckled softly.

"Money won't do, Miss Miller," he replied in a cold tone. "Just make sure you find the truth in whatever you're investigating... so Evangeline can finally be at peace." "Got it," I replied. "Anyway, do you like my cousin?"

I'd been dying to ask that since our college days.

"No," he answered quickly. "But I do want her to be happy."

His sincerity was undeniable. The tone of his voice was so heartfelt, it tugged at me.

But I didn't believe he didn't like Evangeline. His eyes lit up when I mentioned my lovely cousin.

He stood, pointing to the card in his pocket. "I'll have this ready by tonight."

"That fast?" I raised an eyebrow.

I was expecting it to take days... but by tonight?

"Trust my skills the way your cousin does," he said before walking away.

I PACED back and forth inside my unit. I started working on other tasks, but I eventually stopped when I realized my focus wasn't on any of it.

My mind was wandering somewhere else. Could it be a bluff?

It was already ten in the evening. I should have gone to bed instead of waiting for Tanner.

Suddenly, my phone rang. It was Tanner.

"I thought you were all talk," I greeted him, making him chuckle.

email, not the one you use for

No one knew about my personal email except for my

did you-" I stopped

a hacker. Why was I even surprised he'd figured it

for

I shook my head, wondering how Evangeline managed to recruit someone like Tanner into her organization. They're

study table and opened my personal email. There it was-the document Tanner sent, attached to the video I'd

confident sending it through

as the video now had sound. It wasn't muted before-it was just that the voices had been so faint, almost imperceptible. "Nice

Shortly, the conversation began.

wanted to enter

across from Senator Windwood, legs crossed, leaning back on the couch,

your company the immediate you need," Senator Windwood replied with a grin. "Once you're in, no one will dare oppose you." He held a glass in his hand-probably

I expect Simon to be interested in politics. With his attitude, he wanted to run for office? I couldn't imagine the lives of the

took a drag

he said without hesitation, picking up a glass of alcohol from the side table and taking

did he want to run for president? He had an agreement with the Greensmiths-they handled all the political dealings. The Greensmiths were highly influential, even internationally, especially in Britain. Among all of us, Haze was the wealthiest. That's why he could do whatever he wanted without much effort. I couldn't blame him for finding life boring-it's his

too early for that, sir," Senator Windwood said, and I silently agreed. "You still

they genuinely cared for their people. They

that it made them saints. They still had

were in

Simon asked, raising a

start by

of

on Senator Windwood's face. It wasn't much, but it must've stung. I could see why he was

both

dreams just because someone like you doesn't believe I can achieve them?" Simon asked

his face. So, Simon grabbed his glass, ready to hurl it at

I couldn't

meet Simon's gaze. "H-He even announced that he will run in the next presidential race."