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,

jaw dropped. No one knew about my personal email except

you-" I stopped

hacker. Why was I even surprised he'd

just asked for it.

responding or apologizing, the line disconnected. I shook my head, wondering how Evangeline managed to recruit someone like Tanner into her organization. They're opposites in some ways, but oddly

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

sending it through email. He made sure

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.

to enter

Windwood, legs crossed, leaning back on the

good idea, 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." He held a glass in his hand-probably alcohol. They were

for office? I couldn't imagine the lives of the citizens if he actually

a

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, 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

us, but they genuinely cared for

that it made them saints. They still had

worst were in my

asked, raising a

you should start by running

the president of this

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

the same. We both despise being ordered

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

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

couldn't help but

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