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."

Jeff held his emotions in check.

opening his past. "It's my

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

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

with her. We met on a plane and she was

at the time, she was already engaged when I asked her out. I was

She returned a few

wave of intense emotion

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

appropriate time" Emmanuel responded.

anything from her since then?" "No, she just disappeared like that." As soon as Jeff arrived at his apartment, he wasted no time in

chest, he took a deep breath to prepare himself for what he was about to

the lid, revealing a collection of various

soft glow from his apartment made their delicate, slender

delicate, slender forms sparkle.

on their covers, his heart skipped a beat.

the notebook, taking in all of the information that

notebook was filled with descriptions, carefully drawn illustrations, and handwritten notes detailing

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

under his breath, "My 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

looked through the other book, which listed many kinds of spiritual plants along with their characteristics,

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

use, some people kept spiritual

was

in the evening, Jeff went out to meet Jamie who

wanted to give Jeff a