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."

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

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

Emmanuel questions, and it appeared that

Emmanuel declared, "I knew you were not my son since the very beginning." "You dated her?" Jeff asked coolly and Emmanuel shook his

her. We met on a

when I asked her out. I

then she suddenly left" Emmanuel continued. She returned a few months later with you, handed me this box,

the words, feeling a wave of intense emotion

from me for so long? Why did not you inform me of everything?

appropriate time" Emmanuel responded.

As soon as Jeff arrived at

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

revealing a collection of various acupuncture needles

apartment

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

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

notebook, taking in all of the

and handwritten notes detailing the profound

turn of the page revealed a variety I of medicinal

traditional medicine." Despite having read a great deal of medical literature, both traditional and modern, Jeff had never

looked through the other book, which listed many kinds of spiritual plants along with their characteristics, locations, and other pertinent information. He was

versed in traditional medicine.

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

use, some people kept spiritual plants as

Jeff was aware

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

to give Jeff a