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."

mingled with apprehension, but Jeff held his emotions in check. He ) accepted the box without

it tenderly in his palms as though it were the key to opening his past. "It's my Mom's." Jeff was simply making a statement; it was not a

Emmanuel questions, and it appeared

knew you were not my son

We met on a plane and she was very

already engaged when I asked her out. I was unaware that it was the

City for some months and then she suddenly left" Emmanuel continued. She returned a few months later with you, handed me

absorbed the words, feeling a wave of intense emotion wash

long? Why did

appropriate time" Emmanuel responded.

that." As soon as Jeff arrived at his apartment, he wasted

of his feelings on his chest, he took a deep breath to prepare himself

lifted the lid, revealing a collection of various acupuncture needles neatly

apartment made

made their delicate, slender forms

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

grew wide as he turned the pages of the notebook, taking in all of the information that was

carefully drawn illustrations, and handwritten notes detailing the profound wisdom

page revealed a variety I of medicinal herbs, their properties, and the procedures involved in their

of medical literature, both traditional and modern, Jeff had never encountered anything similar. The detailed procedure, the herbs...

kinds of spiritual plants along with their

versed in traditional medicine.

about spiritual plants, he really did not know much about them. They are similar to

use, some people

mother now? Jeff was aware that he

evening, Jeff went out to meet Jamie

wanted to give Jeff a