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 you use

knew about my personal email

you-" I stopped

was I even surprised he'd figured it

creepy. You could've just asked for it.

Evangeline managed to recruit someone like Tanner into her organization.

at my study table and opened my personal email. There it was-the document Tanner

wonder he felt confident sending it through email. He

on the document and the video. My eyes widened as the video now had sound. It wasn't muted before-it

Shortly, the conversation began.

enter politics," my father

across from Senator Windwood, legs crossed, leaning

you're in, no

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 do you want to

a drag from

picking up a glass of

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,

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

Greensmiths might have their illegal dealings like us, but they genuinely

made them saints. They still had their

worst were in

Simon asked, raising a

should start by

of

his cigarette, and the ash landed on Senator Windwood's face. It wasn't much, but it must've stung. I could see why he was angry-he hated being told

both despise being

just because someone like you doesn't believe I can achieve

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

I couldn't help but

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