Love Game With The Rebel Billionaire

Chapter 121: Who’s Playing Games With Me?

"I didn't expect to visit you here..." I said softly, gazing at Randall's tomb.

I had placed him in a mausoleum, partly for my mom's peace of mind. I wanted her to feel he was resting in a dignified place.

. I knew how much she had loved him and how hard it was for her to keep living, knowing he was gone.

"Wherever you are, I hope you're safe. That's what Mom would want for you too," I murmured, placing a bouquet of flowers on his tomb before bowing my head in respect.

After spending some time there, I returned to my car. I hadn't realized how much I'd been driving all day, and my body was starting to feel the strain.

As if on cue, Evangeline texted, asking me to meet her at a bar. Of course, I picked the place.

"Are you getting drunk again?" she asked when she saw the number of bottles on the countertop. I ordered many. "Are you a drunkard?"

I chuckled and shook my head. "No. I just wanted this place to be my endgame."

After all, it was where it all began.

This bar is where I first met Senator Windwood... and Ash. Out of all the places I'd been today, no one would guess where I hid the SD card.

As I sipped my drink, an unknown number called me. A strange feeling crept over me as I answered.

"Clever, Sapphire," a distorted voice said through a voice changer.

It had to be the person following me earlier. The fact that they had my number meant they were close.

I teased. I heard them chuckle on the other line. "Figure it out. Find where I hid the one thing that can destroy you." With that, I ended the

before anything else, I needed to uncover their identity. Was it my father... or someone

morning, I rushed to the hideout. Fortunately, Kesha was already in her room-a space packed with computers and keyboards, some of which

handing

whoever that person was on it. That person might have been clever enough to use a voice changer, but I had a hacker on

rapidly typing across multiple keyboards. Strings of indecipherable code and data scrolled

my attention away, unwilling

done yet?"

a minute," she replied seriously, keeping her

eight o'clock. Missing it wasn't an option. This person wanted me to uncover who they

soared as Kesha's fingers danced across her keyboard at an impressive speed, her brows

instead, she spoke in a tone

"A conversation recorded with a voice changer isn't easy to undo...

confused me. What the hell did that mean? I knew what encryption was, but what

word of what you just said, Kesha. Can you explain it in simple terms?" I

I'd sacrificed that meeting to be here, and I refused to

recording you gave me. It contains another file... and I think

"This is your expertise, Kesha. It's exactly why I hired you. I trusted

a fleeting moment, I considered giving the recording to Tanner instead. But what if he was the one who had called me? I recalled all the contents of the SD card-but nothing

at risk," Kesha said, snapping me

boil. How could a simple recording pose such

a conversation!"

just a conversation-it's a trap," she replied, her tone firm. "Whoever this person

back to me. Though fuming, I managed to keep