74: NEED TO KNOW

LUKE’S POV

I inade my way out of the strip club, scanning my surroundings, hoping to catch a glimpse of the mysterious man. I couldn’t remember what he looked like since I had never seen him before. However, he did mention over the phone that he would be wearing a white hoodie.

My eyes finally caught someone putting on the white hoodie, his hands dipped in the pockets of his pants. I did nothing but watch him as he advanced towards me.

When he got close, I noticed that he had his face covered. He was putting on a black mask that hid every part of his visage. The two of us, now adjacent, looked at each other.

“Luke Reynold, sorry for coming late,” he said. His tone was playful and unserious.

“It’s okay,” I told him, and he chuckled. “You want the both of us to meet, right? I’m here. You’re here. So, let’s get this conversation done with.”

“Why are you in a hurry, Luke Reynold? We have a lot of time. We can just chill and watch these strippers dance their hearts out. You can even get one for yourself. You know, after we’re done with our discussion.”

“Sorry, but I’m not into any of those chicks. Let’s just discuss this outside. So we can get home on time.”

“Wow, it’s actually a nice thing for you, huh? You have a family, people waiting for you at home. Spending time with each and every one of them.”

“Why are you saying all this?” I asked, raising an eyebrow.

“Because I do not have a family. I live my boring life all by myself,” he answered.

“Okay,” I uttered slowly. “Well, I’m kind of sorry about that.”

He chuckled. “Oh please. Keep your fake sympathy to yourself. I don’t need it.”

“Okay then. Now tell me, what is this important information you have for me?” I asked. “I need to know.”

“It seems like you’ve forgotten about our conversation on the phone.”

“No, I haven’t. I haven’t also forgotten about the fact that you were totally out of your mind.”

He let out a light laugh. “Are you talking about the five hundred million dollars I told you to pay?”

a huge amount of

billionaire. You’re a motherfucking billionaire. That’s not going

know, but come on,” I

cherish your wealth more than

not it. It’s just

just that, what?” He cut me off. “Come on now, Luke Reynold. You don’t even have to think twice. This is

here,

point?” He

about that,” I said underneath my breath.

that.

get straight to the point;

nod. “So, are

think about it,” I

here. I don’t want you dying or

asking for this huge amount of money. You wouldn’t be asking for

But I don’t get

chintzy around here,” I said slowly. “Give me some time to think about this. I’ll let

then. I guess this meeting

isn’t,”

ready, Luke Reynold,”

stripper came in my direction, giving me a desirable smile. But as she got closer, I quickly walked

ARIEL’S POV

in the spacious kitchen, an apron tied around her waist, ready to impart her culinary wisdom to

she was going to teach me how to prepare a remarkable

spices and fresh ingredients filled the ait,

feeling like a Sensel. “Today, I’m going to teach you how to make a delicious tuna

her. “Yeah, I’m sure I’m going to love it.” I

the freshest ingredients,” my mom replied, reaching into

of vibrant red tuna and placed it on the

as my mom expertly sliced the tuna into small, uniform

you know when the fish is fresh?” I

mom smiled, her hands moving swiftly. “Fresh fish should have a vibrant color, firm texture, and a clean, slightly oceanic

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