Love Game With The Rebel Billionaire

Chapter 131: I Finally Found A Lead

"I expected you to be shocked, but I didn't expect you to scream like you're in a haunted house, bitch!" Evangeline teased me, her laugh echoing through the entire room.

I shot her a glare, and she immediately stopped. Adjusting her position on the bed, she clamped her mouth shut.

Still, I could see her grinning in my peripheral vision.

My hand was trembling as I picked up the weird mask lying on the floor. "This is..."

"Ash's head," she finished my sentence before breaking into another fit of laughter.

I glared at her again, but this time, it didn't faze her.

She seemed to be having the time of her life watching my reaction, forgetting she was supposed to be a comatose patient in a hospital.

I examined the mask. Its skin is eerily realistic. At first glance, I even thought I was holding Ash's severed head. The facial features were disturbingly lifelike. Creating something of this quality would take not just immense resources but also an incredible amount of skill and time.

I was terrified and impressed. I'd never seen anything like it before, and such advanced craftsmanship made it clear the creator must have global influence. Whoever made this was powerful.

"And here," Evangeline called me again, her hand gesturing for my attention. "Look at this."

She pointed to her phone, connected to a USB adapter. I moved closer and watched a video playing on her screen.

It was a conversation between Ash and Senator Windwood. Ash sat on a couch, his hands resting on his knees, fingers intertwined.

Even on video, his presence was chilling, as if a dark aura surrounded him. I'd noticed it before but ignored it, too caught up in believing Ash had tried to kill me.

He smirked while staring at Senator Windwood, saying something I couldn't hear.

reached to turn up the

sound. Tanner tried to decode it but got nothing. We'll need

was

Senator Windwood's fear was palpable as he kept

Ash suddenly

shiver ran down my spine at the menacing look Ash

Windwood's shoes, I'd probably forget how to breathe,

floor, clutching his waist in agony. Blood dripped from his nose as he struggled to catch his breath. Although the video had no sound, I

if you do that," he smirked, tossing the bat to

it under her pillow, keeping

he couldn't follow through because they had him killed," she explained, glancing at me. "I guess everyone wanted him dead. I wonder what they were talking about." I shrugged, though I had an idea. It had to do with what I'd been

hidden it in a place no one would think to look. Even if

reveal it at the right time, using it to strike

guy in the video..." I whispered, pointing at

eyes as she tucked her phone under the pillow. "What more proof do you

was right. Everything was starting to align-the strange gut feelings, Haze's warnings. It all pointed to one

firmly, staring at the wall as anger brewed

found in the computer room. The imposter was

all along. He'd told me repeatedly he wasn't the one who tried

secrets, I couldn't ignore the possibility that something sinister was happening

declared confidently, grinning. "At first, I'll admit, I thought he shot you. But over time, I realized Ash isn't the type to betray someone." Her words weighed heavily on me.

if I had, my anger

down. My instincts had always been sharp, and

like the dark aura I felt every time I

one on the rooftop... I was sure now they weren't Ash. But what if