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.

personal email,

my personal email except for my close

did you-"

was I even surprised

for

managed to recruit someone like Tanner into her organization. They're opposites in some ways, but oddly similar in others. Both are

and opened my personal email. There it was-the document Tanner sent, attached to the video

he felt confident sending it through email. He made sure only

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, Tanner,"

Shortly, the conversation began.

wanted to enter politics," my father

sitting across from Senator Windwood, legs crossed, leaning

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

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

a drag

he said without hesitation, picking up a glass of alcohol from

politics, he 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's why he could do whatever

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

their illegal dealings like us, but they genuinely cared for their

still had their dirt-but at

were

asked, raising

you should start by running

be the president of this country. What's

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

the same. We both despise being ordered

just because someone like you doesn't believe

busy brushing the ash off his face. So, Simon grabbed his glass, ready to

brutal..." I couldn't

barely able to meet Simon's gaze. "H-He even announced that he will run