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.

the

no sound. Tanner tried to decode it but got nothing. We'll need

thinking of Kesha. She was multi-talented-maybe she could

on the video again. Senator Windwood's

couch tightly, especially when Ash suddenly stood, grabbed a baseball

my spine at

I were in Senator Windwood's shoes, I'd probably forget

man collapsed to the 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 could lip-read Ash's final words

that," he smirked, tossing the bat to the floor. "Don't say I didn't warn

adapter and slid it under her pillow, keeping the phone to

big, but 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

would think to

using it

pointing at her phone.

pillow. "What more proof do you need? I gave you the creepy mask, the video... Everything

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

as anger brewed within me. "He's being framed at

DNA evidence Kesha and Luna had found in the computer room. The imposter was framing Ash

right all along. He'd told me repeatedly he wasn't

couldn't fully trust him, given his secrets, I couldn't ignore the possibility

I'll admit, I thought he shot you.

my anger always overshadowed

guard down. My instincts had always been sharp,

the dark aura I felt every time

was sure now they weren't Ash. But what if my instincts