Love Game With The Rebel Billionaire

Chapter 143: He Died Back Then

"I don't know his full name, but I already know the first," she said before sitting down on the couch and leaning back.

Mason and I sat side by side while she took a seat across from us.

She crossed one leg over the other. Then, she pulled out a piece of paper from the brown envelope she'd brought with her earlier.

My gaze fixed on it, and my brow arched as I noticed the long list of names written on the sheet. I couldn't decipher its meaning right away.

Evangeline opened her mouth, ready to explain her findings, but Mason interrupted her.

"Is that enough?" he asked, raising an eyebrow at her before crossing his arms.

More blood smeared across his clothes from the motion. Not that he seemed to care.

But I did. I grimaced at how messy he looked. Both Evangeline and I were starting to feel uneasy. He looked like a criminal who had just escaped from prison. "Can you let me explain first?" Evangeline shot back, a smirk curled at the corner of her lips. "And clean yourself up. You look like you've been through war." "Because I have," Mason retorted with a grin, glancing down at his blood-soaked shirt.

He raised his hands, nearly as red as his clothes from all the blood.

"Here." I handed him my black handkerchief to at least wipe his face, but he waved it off.

"I don't need that," he replied, his grin widening. "I like what I'm seeing right now."

A shiver ran down my spine at his words. When I looked at him, it was as though his bloodlust had been awakened, and he was reveling in it. Would he grow fond of this feeling, or was it just temporary?

He can't stay involved in this. Even if I didn't act, Simon would definitely kick him out if he learned about everything that happened today.

"Attention here, everyone," Evangeline called out, clapping her hands sarcastically.

momentarily forgotten she was about to share something

has a pretty unique name, I'd

asked coldly, while Mason remained

even

was right; it was a unique name for

Mason, I noticed his eyes widen slightly,

found out a little about him. If I hadn't killed his spy earlier, we might've learned more," she admitted with a shrug, massaging her

her actions. But the thought that more spies

me doubt myself and my leadership even more. How did someone like that infiltrate this place? The spy she killed might

why did you kill him?" I asked, my face full of

clenching her right fist tightly. "The moment he decided to mess with your life, he dragged all of us into this fight. You'll never have to battle alone." Her serious tone left me momentarily speechless. It had been so long since we'd shared a deep bond, but every time I remembered our past, it felt

time when she constantly picked fights with me, yet here she was, stepping up to

Talk about character development.

I asked curiously as I

suddenly sprayed alcohol all over me. I waved my

replied, putting the alcohol back in her bag before tossing

cousin, I'd have cursed her out

"Tanner thought it could be a lead, and he was right. Their

of the people who had cornered me during my last mission. I nodded, unable to hide my admiration for how detailed the

like asking Tanner to tutor Kesha because of

plant a spy in my organization, his connections were anything

could have rivaled

trying to recall the name, but nothing came to mind. "Do you have a picture of him? Like his real

was the same guy I almost killed before. With such a unique name, it shouldn't be easy

telling me more about that?" she asked,

showed me that head?" I was referring to the realistic mask she'd brought to the hospital

not sure if it's the same guy I mentioned before. I need to