The Double ( or More ?) Life of The Fake Heiress

Chapter 561

As Johnny watched the couple’s transaction unfold before his eyes, his expression darkened in an instant.

Travis, who had been keeping a watchful eye on Johnny’s demeanor, felt his heart skip a beat when he saw the sudden shift. Only then did he notice Mandy’s gesture of passing the card.

Travis nearly fainted at the sight. He never expected Colton to pull such a reckless stunt.

In the entire city hall, it was common knowledge that Johnny and Owen despised under–the–table money exchange. The Gilberts‘ actions were tantamount to sabotaging their own chances of prosperity.

Travis had thought that the Gilberts must have had some connection that warranted Johnny’s special attention. That was the reason he got on board with the Gilberts when Colton approached him.

might not show up, Travis thought it was just a ploy to inflate his own

didn’t know him. No wonder Johnny mistook him for Colton.

of him. He frantically tried to signal the couple with his eyes, but they were oblivious. Meanwhile, Colton was already extending the card towards Johnny, saying, “Mr. Johnny, this is just a small token of our appreciation

looking at Johnny,

of producing the card doomed not only the Gilbert family’s bidding hopes but also Travis‘ own future prospects, merely for being the intermediary. Even though he hadn’t taken the Gilberts‘ money, Travis would never escape the taint of bribery in Johnny’s eyes. Johnny, face void of emotion, stared at Colton and said with a cold huff, “Mr. Gilbert, do you really think I came here for this card?” Colton’s face fell as he sensed Johnny’s mood turning stormy. The card almost slipped from his grasp as he hurriedly explained,

you meant, I’m not interested. Our conversation ends here. I hope you refrain from such pointless actions

piece, Johnny turned and headed for the door. As he passed by Travis, he paused and gave him a look that drenched Travis in cold sweat. Johnny was Owen’s right–hand man.

not grasping the gravity of the situation. “Mr. Travis, on my behalf,

curling into a sneer. Turning to Colton, he

eyes swept over the bank card still in Colton’s hand. “Did you really think you could fix things with money? Didn’t you bother to