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.

your email," he instructed. "Your personal email, not the one

jaw dropped. No one knew about my personal email except

did you-" I

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

just asked for it. I

someone like

study table and opened my personal email. There it

he felt confident sending it

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

Shortly, the conversation began.

wanted to enter politics," my

from Senator Windwood, legs crossed,

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 alcohol. They were drinking as they talked. Typical for rich men like

in politics. With his attitude, he wanted to run for office? I couldn't imagine the lives of the citizens if he

took a

glass of alcohol from the side table and

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's why he could do whatever he wanted without much effort.

that, sir," Senator Windwood said, and I silently agreed. "You still have a lot

they genuinely cared for their people. They

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

were in my

Simon asked, raising

start by

to be the president of

wasn't much, but it must've stung. I could see why

We both despise being

someone like you doesn't

So, Simon grabbed his glass, ready to hurl

couldn't help but

to be president, too," Windwood stammered, barely able to meet Simon's gaze. "H-He even announced that he will