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.

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...

packed with computers and keyboards, some of which

I said, handing Kesha a

enough to use a voice changer, but I had a hacker on my side. "Thanks." Kesha inserted the flash drive into one

multiple keyboards. Strings of indecipherable code and data scrolled across her screens, and just looking at it

away, unwilling to

done

seriously, keeping her eyes on the

eight o'clock. Missing it wasn't an option.

Kesha's fingers danced across her keyboard at an impressive

intense work. But instead, she spoke in a tone that immediately made me raise

in a low voice. "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

Can you explain it in simple

it to the board meeting. I'd sacrificed that meeting to be here,

you gave me. It contains another

I asked, baffled. "This is your expertise, Kesha. It's

the one who had called me? I recalled all the

put the entire organization at risk," Kesha said,

How could a

a

she replied, her tone firm. "Whoever this person is,

the flash drive back to me. Though fuming, I managed to keep my composure.. I