The Fake Son Is A Billionaire Young Master by Morningale

Chapter 52 The box left by his mother

The box left by his Mother The next morning, Jeff groggily reached for his phone and blinked at the bright screen. As he scrolled through his notifications, he noticed a message.

It was from Emmanuel, Edward's Father.

Jeff hadn't changed Emmanuel's name on his phone. His name was still saved as 'Dad'. Jeff was a little taken aback because this was likely the first time Emmanuel had texted him.

Dad: I'm in Starry City. Let's meet.

Jeff did not respond to the message and threw his phone aside. Not too long after, his phone beeped again.

Dad: It's about your Mother.

\~ J +15 BONY Jeff stared at the message, the small hairs across his body standing on end.

Reluctantly, trying to get rid of the uneasy feeling, Jeff picked up his phone and tapped out a response.

Jeff: What's this about? Dad: Let's talk. I have something to give you.

And with that, Emmanuel sent the address. An hour later, Jeff took a cab to the address.

The coffee shop hummed with the clatter of dishes and the low murmur of conversations.

Emmanuel watched as Jeff, dressed simply in a black pant suit and white T-shirt, walked toward him. As Jeff settled in, there was a tangible tension

in the air that seemed like it cold break at any minute.

The underlying intensity in E Emmanuel's eyes was barely concealed by his normally indifferent expression.

"How are you? With a gesture toward the drink he had ordered for Jeff, Emmanuel inquired. "I ordered your favorite." Jeff said, "It is not my favorite; I just drink it sometimes." He then took a sip of the beverage. "What about my Mother?" Emmanuel wordlessly reached beside him and pulled out a medium-sized box, worn from years of use. Handing it to Jeff, he simply said, "Open this when you get home."

held his emotions in check. He ) accepted the box without

as though it were the key to opening his past. "It's my Mom's." Jeff was simply making a statement; it

ask Emmanuel questions, and it appeared that Emmanuel was anticipating

waiting for Jeff to pose a question, Emmanuel declared, "I knew you were not my son since the very

was in love with her. We met on a plane and she was

I asked her out. I was unaware that it was

continued. She returned a few months later with you, handed me this box, and asked

the words, feeling a wave of intense emotion wash

Why did not

appropriate time" Emmanuel responded.

like that." As soon as Jeff arrived at his apartment, he wasted no time in setting the box down on his

feelings on his chest, he took a

he lifted the lid, revealing a collection of

apartment made

soft glow from his apartment ) made their delicate, slender forms sparkle. €»

distinctive handwriting on their covers, his heart skipped a beat. He turned to the first page

the pages of the notebook, taking in all of the information that was in

was filled with descriptions, carefully drawn illustrations, and handwritten notes detailing the profound wisdom

I of medicinal herbs, their properties, and the procedures

medical literature, both traditional and modern, Jeff had never encountered anything similar. The detailed procedure, the herbs... It was something he

of spiritual plants along with their characteristics, locations, and other pertinent information. He was shocked and couldn't believe his

versed in traditional medicine.

had read a little about spiritual plants, he really did not know much about them. They are similar to medicinal herbs in that they can be used for therapeutic purposes,

traditional medicine was still in use, some people kept spiritual plants

now? Jeff was aware that

the evening, Jeff went out to meet Jamie who said she had something

give Jeff