Revenge of The Furtive Billionaire Heir by Ryker Helios

32. Agenda?

When I meet him the next morning so he could give me a ride to school, Gerald profusely apologizes for not taking my calls.

“I am really sorry, Jace. I left my phone at the office before going home and missed a bunch of calls, along with yours. Are you okay? Did something happen? Was there an emergency?”

I blush at his questions. My idiotic actions had left him worried about me, and that was the last thing I

wanted to do.

“No, Gerald, no, there were no issues. I just wanted to have some conversation,” I scuff the floor with my feet, feeling mortified. But I somehow spit out the next part of the explanation, “Just wanted some companionship, I guess. You know how the house is at night.”

Gerald’s eyes soften with something akin to parental concern.

“I’m sorry, Jace,” he mutters, but I brush it off.

“No, it’s fine. I was just a bit shaken from what happened that evening, which, by the way, I need to notify you about.”

That does the trick as Gerald sits ramrod straight, his eyes focused. I tell him all about the incident that happened in the evening, and the email Brennan had gotten at night.

“I see,” he murmurs after I finish the report, “this Aiden fellow is starting to become a problem.”

“Yeah,” I agree. “But unfortunately, a problem we can’t get rid of soon, what with his father trying to take over Zelt Tech and all.”

whatever they are trying to do, you know, apart from the most

get that

passed without

her talks with her insurance provider, and Aiden was refusing to change anything from the policy. In fact, it was like he’d totally gone off the grid. He was absent from school, and I heard that the school board was not pleased with his behavior. Brennan had not even heard from him, in fact, he couldn’t even call the phone number he was given. For a moment after hearing it, I was worried

exit hall number seven at King’s College after finishing my last lecture for the day, too busy compartmentalizing everything I learned today and going through the work! had to complete before tomorrow, as well as the assignments, that I nearly missed Gerald who was standing

his expression. His lips are pursed and his skin is pale, and his hands are

harshly and adds in a tense voice. “We should get inside. I don’t want anyone to hear us”

get into the car, and Gerald locks the doors.

arms. I do not have

in the eye before delivering the news. “Three of Zelt Tech

suck in a

They’d just come outside when a vehicle had driver past them, and the window opened to

just outside of Zelt Tech How could this happen? I never…I never thought such things would happen at Zelt Tech We were

alive?” I question, voice

are, fortunately Although one is still in the ER, in a coma which the doctor says he will wake up from soon They were shot in their limbs and torso The other two only have flesh wounds”

“Who are they?”

from IT, and

I utter, feeling devastated at the attack, we need

are on our way Hopefully, we can get in before visiting