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A Billionaire's Conundrum Chapter hundred twenty one
The monitoring room looked like something from a science fiction movie. Wired and computers lined the walls and a man dressed much like Hanson would when he was in his 'tech cave' sat at the desk. "Excuse us," the woman said stiffly to the man and he quickly left, no doubt recognizing her no-questions tone. "What are we looking at?" Jeremy asked as she led them to the desk and sat down. "You asked for the videos from earlier, didn't you?" She asked and Sinclair nodded but said, "I'd prefer if you gave us the tapes, we'll take the time to view it, I'm sure we wouldn't want to waste much of your time, huh?" The woman glared at him and pointed at the monitor, "This is the best I can do for you, I can't let you take the tapes," she said stubbornly. "We'll burn them, all we need is a copy," Sinclair insisted but she shook her violently and got up from the desk, "I said, no, take it or leave it." Jeremy moved her aside and sat on the desk, scrolling through the mute images. It was a da
A Billionaire's Conundrum Chapter hundred twenty two
Hilda was standing over a mini bridge. Below was a clear lake, the surface rippling with the soft wind. Beside her stood Gilbert, his hands shoved in his pockets. She hadn't felt any better in a very long time. Her eyes sparkled with excitement and her hands held the banister of the small bridge a little too tightly. "He will be here any moment now, Mother," Gilbert said, mirroring his mother's excitement. Hilda nodded at her son, she was quite sure that their guest would come. "Oh I am pretty sure he will come, I have made him an offer even the angels can't resist," Hilda replied with a smile. "That's blasphemy, mother," Gilbert reminded her dutifully. Hilda merely smiled and shrugged, "Not when I'm telling the truth, Eugene and I have been able to convince him that the only way to remain in the city or indeed the land of the living is to partner with us," She said, her tone mischievous. Gilbert laughed, he trusted his mother when he came to negotiations, like she rightly said, sh
A Billionaire's Conundrum Chapter hundred twenty two
The young man on seeing Jeremy tried to walk away but he was stopped by Hilda. "You don't have to leave, Jeremy here is the intruder," she said loudly. "You said no one else would be here, you said it's just us," he argued, pulling his hoodie down his head. "You don't have to do that, I know who you are already," Jeremy said and the man groaned, looking at him oddly. He pulled off his hoodie and that was when Jeremy saw him for real. Jeremy had been bluffing when he said that he knew the young man, he didn't. But he'd easily deceived him into thinking he had already. Even before he pulled off his sunglasses, Jeremy knew exactly who he was. "You're the man from the military," he said. "I don't want to talk about it," the man replied through gritted teeth. Hilda rolled her eyes at the exchange and then turned to Jeremy sighed a questioning glance. "What did you think would happen here? He'd just run to you and be by your side?" She asked with a laugh, "You have no idea how far we'v
A Billionaire's Conundrum Chapter hundred twenty four
Hilda stumped the length of the room furiously, her eyes thin slits of rage. She couldn't get her feet to stop moving and it was giving Eugene a headache. "Will you stop moving, you're making me dizzy and it's not helpful," he said. Hilda glared at him, she was looking for a way to vent, but then she knew Eugene couldn't be her target, she was still pretending to be cordial with him. "This is very frustrating, Eugene, can you believe that boy? He came and destroyed our entire plan," she said and groaned loudly. Eugene nodded, it was obvious that Bradford wanted to renegotiate and that was all thanks to Jeremy's interference. "Maybe we should have been more careful with the meeting, like last time," he said. "You think this is my fault? I did everything as we agreed, I didn't call him, I didn't text him, I dropped a message to him by the delivery man and he showed up there, how on earth did he get followed!" She snapped, sighing at all the failed efforts. "Maybe he wasn't the one
A Billionaire's Conundrum Chapter hundred twenty five
Bradford Kingston sat on the low stool in the dimly lit bar. He left his cane at him because he didn't want to announce to the crowd that he had a bad leg. He had to stay strong, he had to remain powerful in the battle he'd just found himself. He still had a smile on his face from the confrontation with the woman, Hilda, and her lunatic son. He couldn't help but be pleased at how quickly the table had turned and she was now on the receiving end. "I have to be strong," he muttered to himself as he ordered another glass of sparkling water. Bradford looked at his watch again and groaned, he was running late for his interview and it was the third time he'd postponed it that week, he didn't want to do that again. With another glass of water, he went to the restroom, he needed a free bladder to strike a good deal after all - and most importantly no alcohol in his system. But just as Bradford walked to the restroom, Sinclair and Jeremy walked right in. Sinclair took the adjourning table,
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
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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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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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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
