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, not the one you use for

about my personal email except

did you-" I stopped

I even

creepy. You could've just asked for

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 similar in others. Both

email. There it was-the document Tanner sent, attached to the

heavily encrypted. No wonder he felt confident sending it

now had sound. It wasn't muted before-it

Shortly, the conversation began.

wanted to enter

Senator Windwood, legs crossed,

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 drinking as they talked. Typical

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 be? I can help you," Senator Windwood

took a drag

said without hesitation, picking up a glass of

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. I couldn't blame him for finding life boring-it's

Senator Windwood said, and I silently agreed. "You

us, but they genuinely cared for their people. They

They still had their dirt-but at least they

worst were in

asked, raising a

should start by

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

the same. We both despise being ordered

someone like you doesn't believe I can achieve

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

I couldn't help

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