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."

his emotions in check. He

his palms as though it were the key to opening his past. "It's

eager to ask Emmanuel questions, and it appeared that Emmanuel was anticipating the

"I knew you were not my son since the very beginning." "You dated her?" Jeff asked

met

I asked her out. I was unaware

left" Emmanuel continued. She returned a few months later with you, handed me this box, and asked me to give it to

a wave

did not you inform me of everything? "Because now seems like

appropriate time" Emmanuel responded.

then?" "No, she just disappeared like that." As soon as Jeff arrived at his apartment, he wasted no time in setting the box down on

his chest, he took a deep breath to prepare himself for

collection

apartment made their delicate, slender

made their delicate, slender forms sparkle.

noticed his mother's distinctive handwriting on their covers, his heart skipped a beat. He

notebook,

drawn illustrations, and handwritten

of medicinal

mother is a doctor who practices traditional medicine." Despite having read a great deal of medical literature, both traditional and modern, Jeff had never encountered anything similar. The detailed procedure, the herbs... It was something

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

versed in traditional medicine.

know much about them. They are similar to medicinal herbs in that they can be used for therapeutic purposes, but they

still in use, some people kept

about his mother now? Jeff was

the evening, Jeff went out to meet Jamie

give Jeff a giftas