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A Billionaire's Conundrum Chapter hundred twenty six
The days were growing even warmer in California and Jeremy wondered if the concept of global warming was going to be the only thing reported on the news. Even as he sat, he could hear the reporter croon on and on about saving the planet. "But we've ruined it already, not like we can just give it some antibiotics to make it all go away," he commented dryly as he watched the news. Sinclair who was right beside him was a little more concerned and began to give him a lecture on how to stop emissions and save the environment. Speaking of saving, Jeremy was reminded that he wanted Sinclair back at his firm and saved from the scorn of the other partners. He deserved a happy life and he didn't have to be hurt just because they were friends. "How's the renovations at the firm going?" He asked and Sinclair nodded, "It's going smoothly," he replied vaguely, not really what he wanted to hear. "I don't think that's a positive response, Sinclair, what's going on?" He asked with a frown. "Liste
A Billionaire's Conundrum Chapter hundred twenty seven
The news headline was shocking. Jeremy wondered if it was all made up or a lie. "How did you find this?" He asked. "I think Bradford had a way of stopping the major news sites from publishing it, maybe an insider," Christy replied. "Bradford has an insider in California? Didn't he just arrive here?" Sinclair asked, surprised. "That's what he made us believe," Christy replied and that was when Jeremy sneered. He was reminded that she had been the investigator in the first place. "Made you believe, you mean?" Jeremy asked her, his eyes narrowed to slits, "You were the one who was hired to investigate Bradford what did you do? You fucking made us believe you had him figured out! You said he was just a military guy with some PTSD and now he's the one with the connection to stop media houses from getting a juicy story out there? Really, who is this guy?" Christy sighed, "Can we sit down and talk?" She asked and Sinclair cut right in, "No, we can't, you will say whatever you have to sa
A Billionaire's Conundrum Chapter hundred twenty eight
The Kingston mansion looked the same as it had for all the times that he'd visited. But Jeremy could almost smell the excitement in the air as he stepped into the living room. Even the servants who were a little weary didn't even ask them who they came to see, they simply asked him in and gave him a seat and two glasses of the best champagne. "Is it just me or you can smell something different around here?" Jeremy asked as he looked around the room. "Yeah, the staff aren't as uppity as they usually are," Sinclair noted. Jeremy laughed, so he was right, they did look a little easy that day. Shortly after, another maid came and asked them to go to the dining hall and have a proper lunch. "I'm not ready to have the last supper," Sinclair replied meaningfully and the maid frowned and walked off. "What's with the niceties?" Jeremy asked just as Hilda came down from the stairs and walked into the room. "Can't you be a gentleman and enjoy a little luxury?" She asked as she took a seat
A Billionaire's Conundrum Chapter hundred twenty nine
Gasping for air, Jeremy sat up on the bed, pushing the heavy duvet off his chest, he already felt strangled as it was. He turned on the bedside lamp and grabbed his phone from the nightstand. It was a few minutes past 3:00 a.m. and he had barely slept for two hours. Jeremy sighed loudly and swung his feet off the bed, heading to the bathroom, with all the sweat pouring from his skin he needed a shower. Jeremy had just woken from a peculiar dream or maybe it was a nightmare, he couldn't tell. In the dream he saw his father, right beside him on his favorite swing when he was a child, they were talking about everything when suddenly he turned to him and said the scariest thing, "You are going to be but a ghost soon."It sounded so real, almost like the old man was wishing him dead. Jeremy had realized right then that he was not a boy on the swing but a grown-up man and his father was the ghost coming to haunt him, he however vanished before he could say anything. Jeremy waved off the
A Billionaire's Conundrum Chapter hundred thirty
Hanson reached out to Jeremy the following day with the most scary information. He had found his strange withdrawal from the lord's account three years ago, and the withdrawal was meant using a one-time token. A whooping amount of $300 million had been taken from the account but since then nothing else had been removed. First of all Jeremy had no idea that the lord still had a dormant account. He would have thought that Hilda at least his own son Gilbert would be his next kin and take over all his wealth since he was gone - or was he? Sadly, no member of the Kingston family had access to lord Kingston's personal finances. So everything Hilda was spending on the case was strictly from her own pocket, no wonder she invested in the charity events like her life depended on it - in a way it did.Jeremy arrived home early at that day, there was little work to do at the office and Bob left him with a few papers to sign but that was about it. He had to quickly change up and follow the lead
A Billionaire's Conundrum Chapter hundred thirty one
On the drive to the industrial layout which Hanson had sent him the location to, Jeremy reflected on his relationship with Sinclair. For some odd reason, he felt really bad reflecting on how much he had become dependent on the lawyer. During his first few months getting introduced into the Kingston case, the only person he walked closely with was Hanson whom he had known a long time ago. But somehow, Sinclair had gotten into the picture and now he couldn't even deny that the man was a strong bark behind him throughout the race. He also felt bad for trying to sideline him, although this time not because he mistrusted him but because yet again he was trying to make sure no one got trapped in the dynamite that was his life. Jeremy sighed lightly, his hands tightly wrapped around the steering wheel as he turned into the busy street. Hanson had informed him of a certain account officer who was closer to lord Kingston than the rest. He figured that if anybody knew much about the whereabo
A Billionaire's Conundrum Chapter hundred thirty two
Benedict looked shocked himself. Jeremy was almost certain there was no way he could school or dramatize the shock plastered on his face at that time. "His account? Are you sure about this?" He asked and Jeremy nodded. "There was a withdrawal made some time, three years ago, it was done using the lord's token," he replied. Benedict excused himself and went into his room for a minute. Jeremy wondered what he wanted to check out but it must have been urgent because she left abruptly. He didn't exactly feel safe in the big house with the mean-looking man. But he had sent his location to Hanson and so he was confident. A few minutes later, he returned with a laptop and another device he could not name. Benedict laid it on the table and began to explain what he was looking at. "First of all, who the fuck are you? Why are you asking about the lord's account?" The man asked as if suddenly realizing that he didn't know Jeremy and what his motive was. "I'm a partner of the Kingston empir
A Billionaire's Conundrum Chapter hundred thirty three
Hilda stood at the edge of the balcony. Looking down at the distance longingly. She had never been a fan of giving up or believing that all was over, but as she looked at the field below, She could sympathize with all suicide victims. For a minute, despite her strength and resilience, Hilda almost contemplated jumping down from the balcony and ending it. It would be the end of all her worries and sleepless nights, she would finally rest peacefully knowing that nobody claimed the inheritance and she had to watch them take over all she and her husband had worked for. But in a twisted way, Hilda also knew that would be a failure. It would mean that she did not get to the inheritance anyway, dead or alive. With a heavy sigh, she swirled the wine in her glass slowly and pulled her coat closer, blowing out the cold air. It was mid-morning and the sun was just barely rising, coloring the horizon beautifully with multiple shades, Hilda could recall when she was younger. All she ever wanted
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Chapter hundred forty eight
The room was as brooding and intimidating as the men who sat in it. It was so large that the walls could almost not be seen from the entrance. The cold air blasted from the air conditioning unit and there was no single furniture in the room except the mahogany table and six chairs that surrounded it. It was Jeremy's first time appearing before the council and he was dressed for the occasion. His white suit was immaculate and he'd had his show made the previous day. He was dressed like the heir he was as he stepped into the room. Sinclair smiled at him from across the room where he sat with the rest of the council but the smile was so slight that someone else couldn't have noticed it.Jeremy wasn't the only one standing before the council. Gilbert was likewise dressed in a white suit - making Jeremy regret picking the color - and his mother, Hilda was dressed in a tight purple dress that hugged her bodice like a second skin and extended to the floor like a wide wave, covering most of
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Chapter hundred forty seven
Jeremy was shaking on the spot as he stared at the face of lord Kingston. He'd seen the man only a few times in real life as a child. When his father had taken him to meet with him once and a while. His memories were a little shaky but he knew that the lord was a handsome man who was aging finely. But even if he had never seen the lord before, he would still be able to recognize him. Right there on the makeshift hospital bed was lord Kingston with tubes sticking out of him in all the wrong places. His face was peacefully calm and his nod remained still on the bed. After the first shock wore off, Jeremy became alert again and quickly rushed to check his vitals. Even without grabbing his wrist, he could tell that the lord was still alive because the heart monitor on the wall was still ticking strongly. Jeremy however still checked his pulse and heartbeat manually, just in case the monitor was faulty. He looked around the room and could see different cabinets and drawers, they were al
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Chapter hundred forty six
The next day, Jeremy arrived at a tool shop very early in the morning, he was dressed in a form-fitting spandex and a pair of sunglasses, his feet tucked into a sturdy boot and his fingers gloved. "I'll have a chisel, a hammer, and a six-meter rope," he said to the girl at the counter who looked at him skeptically. "Are you working on something?" She asked and swallowed nervously. "You could say that," he replied and he could see the girl's eyes widen. "Don't worry, I'm not a psychopath," he said and she sighed but then he added, "I think," as he swiped his card, paid for everything he'd just bought, and backed it into his trunk. He was driving a nude-colored truck with tires larger than the regular, his backseat was filled with everything he needed to take down a door and even a wall if he needed to.Jeremy had spent the past night trying to make sense of what he had just seen the previous evening. It shouldn't have been anything worthy of note that Eugene went to the drug store a
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Chapter hundred forty five
The sound of the rain falling on the roof of his car sort of calmed him. Jeremy sighed as he cuddled a hot styrofoam cup of coffee on his lap and listened to the weather report on the radio. It was morning and the weather had surprised him as it did everyone else in the city. The day had started pretty sunny and then the clouds were out and soon, it was raining cats and dogs. "Climate change," Jeremy muttered as he listened to the reporter go on and on about the unpredictable state of the weather for the past few days. But if Jeremy was to be entirely honest, he'd seen a few clouds gathering the previous evening and it was a little chill too. Turning down the volume of the radio, he pulled on his raincoat from the backseat over himself and grabbed a towel from the glove compartment. He didn't have an umbrella on him because he wasn't exactly expecting the downpour. Opening the door, Jeremy raced to the porch of the restaurant and huddled with the crowd there. His eyes scanned throu
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Chapter hundred forty four
Hilda wasn't going to take chances with the new lady in town talking about Kingston like she knew him more than anyone else. Despite Gilbert and Eugene's warnings, she decided to take that risk and try to meet up with Cynthia once again. At first, Cynthia blatantly refused but after a second phone call and agreeing to go over to the spa again, she finally gave in. Hilda had to shift grounds and agree to meet in public since Cynthia was skeptical about coming to the estate. Dressed in a pair of black trousers and a chiffon top, Hilda moved into the spa and took a seat closest to the pool. It was a different crowd from the one she'd seen the last time at the spat. But they were very similar in many ways, rich, uppity, and lazy women who knew nothing about making a penny but a lot about how to spend it. Hilda could not help but feel a wave of jealousy wash over her as she waited in the spa. Cynthia using the place twice in a row was a sign that she visited there often. It was not a c
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Chapter hundred forty three
The three men looked at each other in silence. What Fred had said made no sense at all, there was no singular way of knowing who the true heir of the Kingston inheritance was or what the illegitimate child should look like. "This sounds like utter bullshit and I mean no offense, Fred," Jeremy said. Maybe it was his cravings for Chinese food or that he was just hungry, or maybe it was the irritation from the previous day's meeting with Cynthia and Tricia. He wasn't certain exactly why but he could tell he had no patience for crap. "No offense taken, Jeremy, but it is rather sad that you can't see what's right before your face," Fred said and shook his head, sipping his black coffee that had just arrived at the table. "So you came all the way here to find me and speak to me in parables?" Jeremy asked, he was about to call him jobless but then he did not want to offend Fred. "That's a thoughtful thing to do, thanks," he said, his voice dripping with sarcasm. Fred laughed at his sarca
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Chapter hundred forty two
The smell of coffee and freshly baked loaves was thick in the air. Sinclair grabbed his mug and it warmed his fingertips as he blew on the surface of the brown liquid. "All that sugar isn't so good for a man your age," Jeremy reminded him as he drank his latte. “You need to live a little, Jeremy," Sinclair replied with a smug smile. Jeremy rolled his eyes and grabbed his cup of espresso. He did not order the pancake-like the lawyer did because he didn't have an appetite for anything other than Chinese soup. Sinclair was allergic to Chinese food and so he had turned down the offer to meet at the exquisite Chinese restaurant downtown. But even with his allergy, Sinclair sometimes indulged in the nice dish. He was an embodiment of a strong and resilient man. Earlier that day, Jeremy could still remember walking into him making a phone call with a client that he was representing for a murder case. It was a surprise how Sinclair bounced back right on his feet after such a tragic incide
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Chapter hundred forty one
Cynthia was placed under the heat of the midday sun, her eyes flicking at her watch now and then. She was a little anxious to meet the anonymous caller who had asked to see her. She was well aware that she'd stirred up a little talk in town with her sudden emergence, but she was basking in it. "How long are they going to keep us here for? We've been waiting for forever," Tricia, who was in the back of the car, snapped. Cynthia rolled her eyes at her daughter and replied, "We came here earlier than we were supposed to, in fact, technically it's just not time for the meetup yet," she stated. Tricia groaned and muttered something under her breath about rich people and their nasty habits. "You'll have to quit saying that, Tee," Cynthia warned her but she retorted defensively that it was the truth. "But I'm right, mum, rich people don't care about anyone but themselves, and right now, we're trying to get into their world, it's gonna be frustrating," she groaned again. Cynthia leveled
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Chapter hundred forty
It felt good to see the Sinclair firm standing strong again after the unfortunate incident that ruined the entire place. As Jeremy drove in, he couldn't help but marvel at the sight.The building was towering, the signpost proud at the entrance and the grass had been replaced with synthetic grass carpets that looked way healthier than the original thing. Jeremy couldn't help but appreciate the beauty of plastic. At the parking lot, he could see Sinclair's car on the left side as he stepped out and shut his door, locking the car behind him. The lobby was redesigned a little but he could still see some semblance of the old firm in the renovations. In the elevator, he looked at his watch, it was a few minutes after noon and he was happy to have arrived on time. His mission at the bank proved abortive. Benedict had not been kidding when he said that he was risking his life and entire career just by getting copies of the records. Jeremy was barely allowed into the accountant's office and
