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."

apprehension, but Jeff held his emotions in check. He ) accepted the box

key to opening his past. "It's my Mom's." Jeff was simply making

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

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

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

she was already engaged when I asked her out. I

Arty City for some months and then she suddenly left" Emmanuel continued. She returned a few months

feeling a wave of intense emotion wash over

you withhold this from me for so long? Why did not you

appropriate time" Emmanuel responded.

you heard anything from her since then?" "No, she just disappeared like that." As soon as

feelings on his chest, he took a deep

a collection of various acupuncture needles neatly

soft glow from his apartment made their delicate, slender

soft glow from his apartment ) made their delicate,

noticed his mother's distinctive handwriting on their covers, his heart skipped

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

with descriptions, carefully drawn illustrations, and handwritten

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

having read a great deal of medical literature, both traditional and modern, Jeff had never encountered anything

of spiritual plants along with their characteristics, locations,

versed in traditional medicine.

them. They are similar to medicinal herbs in that they

was still in use, some people kept spiritual plants

was aware that

out to meet

give Jeff a giftas