Love Game With The Rebel Billionaire

Chapter 125: Velvet Ring

"Really?" He looked at me, his mouth slightly open.

I nodded. I didn't mean it, though. If he took it seriously, that was on him.

"I'm done talking. Your turn," he said, staring at me.

I kicked at him, but he dodged. What a waste. I closed my eyes and leaned my head back.

"Nothing interesting in my life," I replied. "Stop."

"Hey, Ash!" he said suddenly, making me straighten up and look at the door.

"Where?" I asked, a little panicked.

I stopped when I realized he was just messing with me.

"Nowhere," he said with a laugh. I raised my wine, ready to throw it at him, but stopped myself.

"Fuck you, Haze Greensmith," I muttered.

He laughed again before turning serious. "I've got something to tell you. I meant to say this when you visited the hospital but forgot."

"What is it?" I asked disinterestedly, focusing on my drink.

"I saw someone who looks like Ash."

I froze mid-drink. It felt like time had stopped. "What did you say?"

"I know it's weird, but hear me out. I'm not sure if it was Ash or if I was just seeing things. But I've known that guy for ages. Even if you turned him inside out, I'd still recognize him."

He and Mason had grown up with Ash. Of course, they'd know him inside and out. It sounded

I knew it wasn't Ash. He didn't give off the same vibe as my friend, who used to chase women with me." He chuckled at his last comment, but I wasn't paying attention anymore. It wasn't absurd. It was just that... I didn't want to believe it initially because I

this happen?"

chin in thought. "About two weeks

it struck me. That was around the time I showed Senator Windwood Ash's picture. He had a strange reaction before he

as he saw me stand up and gather

replied. "Thanks for the information, Haze," I

at the hideout, I called Kesha. I went straight to the computer room and waited for her

completely out of

When

always treat my team like just a team. To me, they're like family. That's why it hurt a bit when Evangeline told me there might be a mole among

to keep some distance from everyone until I figure out if it's true

hope it's

you okay?" I asked

she muttered before grabbing a drink from the water

Kesha," I replied, pointing to the wall clock in the corner of the computer room. "We have a clock here.

jeans. Her long, curly hair-similar

into the couch, clearly trying to

but spotted a chocolate donut on the lower shelf. I

my phone,

a gift

the

this time, but I knew it was the same person who had contacted me before. I didn't bother asking Kesha to trace it because I feared he'd threaten my kids again.

he just wanted to play a game... but what kind? A death

the gift

as I bit into the donut I took from the fridge. It was soft and chewy-until my teeth

I complained, setting my phone aside to fish out whatever hard object was

was staring at me, confused about what I