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.

he instructed. "Your personal email, not

dropped. No one knew about my personal email except

you-" I stopped

a hacker. Why was I even surprised

asked for it. I would've

shook my head, wondering how Evangeline managed to recruit someone like Tanner into her organization. They're opposites in some ways, but oddly similar in others.

personal email. There it was-the document

No wonder he felt confident sending

clicked on the document and the video. My eyes widened as the video now had sound. It wasn't muted before-it was just that the voices had been so faint, almost imperceptible. "Nice one,

Shortly, the conversation began.

to enter politics," my father

sitting across from Senator Windwood, legs crossed, leaning back on the couch, a cigarette in

give you and your company the immediate you need," Senator Windwood replied with a grin. "Once you're in, no one will dare

in my life did 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 citizens if he actually succeeded. "What

father took a drag from his

hesitation, picking up a glass of alcohol from the side table and taking

was aiming so high. Why 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, sir," Senator Windwood said, and I silently agreed. "You still have a lot to go

but they genuinely

made them saints. They still had their dirt-but at least they weren't

worst were in my

Simon asked, raising a

you should start by running

to be the president of this country. What's wrong

the ash landed on Senator Windwood's face. It wasn't much, but it must've stung. I

We both despise being

my dreams just because someone like you doesn't believe I

off his face. So,

couldn't

stammered, barely able to meet Simon's gaze.