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A Billionaire's Conundrum Chapter seventy six
Jeremy acted like everything was normal, he quietly followed Sinclair to the restaurant which was a good distance away from the law firm."This should be a good place to talk," he said and pulled up to the parking lot of the building. As Sinclair got out of the car, Jeremy weighed the gift in his hands and almost left it in the glove compartment but decided against it. Something told him that the camera being directed at him and the package was related, he just had to find a connection. At the last booth, Sinclair sat across from him and pulled out his phone, laying it on the table. "So, what was it you wanted to talk to me about?" He asked and Jeremy sighed. His lips suddenly heavy as he thought about the parcel in his pocket. How hard could it be to lay it on the table and let them both talk about it - like they always did other issues? "Can I trust you?" He asked and Sinclair nodded, "You know you can." He replied promptly. Jeremy dipped his hands in his pocket again and this
A Billionaire's Conundrum Chapter seventy seven
"What the hell?!" He snapped and dropped the paper as it burned. "I'm as surprised as you are," Hanson said with a shrug, "when I first saw it, it didn't make any sense, I had to try and separate the ink, but here it is, I can't even deny it." He said. Jeremy stared at the sheet again, hoping he could see some letter, some stray alphabet, anything to make it obvious that it wasn't his name, there was none. Right below his name were a few other words that didn't quite make sense: Come, time, pursue, and urgent, were some of the words that he could make out. "What does this mean?" He asked, his tone sober. Hanson shook his head with a frown, he was as lost as Jeremy was, or even more so. "I don't know, it's as much of a surprise to me too," he said and finally pulled out the desk from the light raw. "What did you find on it? Any clues? Fingerprints?" He asked."There's a lot, over a dozen, I'm guessing this was a calculated effort to frustrate any investigations that would have bee
A Billionaire's Conundrum Chapter seventy eight
Jeremy Harrison was disappointed to find out that he couldn't even trust the one man that he believed was on his side. As he left Hanson, his father's words echoed in his head. He was warned not to trust anyone. Sinclair was on that list. Jeremy pulled out the litmus paper and looked at it closely again, it had no traces of any ink, just like Hanson had said, it was invisible to the naked eyes and God knows what else had been written on that paper. Time, reach, urgent, Jeremy Harrison, it was all a combination of words that didn't quite make sense. It was part of a sentence and that sentence was lost to him, Hanson couldn't figure it out yet. Could it be that someone was trying to reach him urgently? Maybe he had limited time and someone had to talk to him. But why would they show up at the Sinclair firm when he didn't stay there? Jeremy sighed in frustration, the incessant worrying was beginning to form a migraine and that was the last thing he needed. With or without Hanson, he h
A Billionaire's Conundrum Chapter seventy nine
"Fuck!" The cool said as he turned and faced him. He looked guilty, like a child caught with his hand in the cookie jar. "I...no... I don't think so," he said, his voice breaking at the end. "Okay, I don't need another cup of tea," Jeremy replied, he knew it was useless to ask the man what had happened inside, he'd only lie about it and feel attacked. He had to make him talk by himself, that way he could tell him everything he needed to know. "Okay, I'll be in the kitchen, whipping up breakfast," he said and tried to hurry away but Jeremy hissed and slammed the cup on the desk, the man jumped and turned to him, his face crumpled. "It was all his idea," the man said and Jeremy kept his eyes on him firmly, it was obvious that the man was going to open up soon. "What are you talking about?" Jeremy asked, acting like he had no idea what he was talking about. "I know you overheard us from the kitchen, we could see your car from the kitchen window," he said and nodded in the direction
A Billionaire's Conundrum Chapter eighty
It took a few hours that afternoon before Titus was finally well-rested and woke up shortly after the doctor checked his vitals again for the third time. Jeremy sat on the sofa in the waiting room of the clinic. Titus was being rushed to a clinic in the Milton Community once Jeremy noticed the state in which he was in. He didn't spare a second in calling the guards and making sure he was taken to the clinic and given proper care. It didn't matter if he had betrayed him or was planning to sell him out to his rivals, all that mattered at that moment was the man's life, if not for his own sake then for the sake of his family that loved him. "Did he try to kill himself?" Ray asked him for the third time that afternoon in the waiting room. Again, Jeremy simply shook his head. He didn't believe that Titus had attempted to end his own life, no, he guessed that the old man had tried to escape from the second floor and it had ended badly for him. "Will he be alright? Is he going to die?" R
A Billionaire's Conundrum Chapter eighty one
Titus jerked up from the hospital bed as he heard of jail. He was not ready to go to jail. He had his son in rehab already and his wife was going insane slowly with worry, his daughter was beside herself, and the last thing he needed was to stay behind bars too, it would shatter his family for good. "I can't go to jail, master, please." He said, his tone pleading. Jeremy shook his head, "That's not my choice to make, it's yours, you have twenty-four hours to give me the information I need or I will be dragging your ass to court," he said and then turned to leave the room. "Please wait!" Titus called out, he came down from the bed despite the doctor's stern warning that he should rest and recover fully before being discharged the next day. "Please, you can't make me go to jail, I'll do anything!" He begged his knees on the floor. Jeremy sighed, he hated seeing humans like this, beggarly, pleading for mercy when they dug their graves with their greed and then thought that someone e
A Billionaire's Conundrum Chapter eighty two
Jeremy Harrison was at a point in his life where he had met a fork in the road. Still unable to trust the only man he had his hopes on, Domino Sinclair, he had to turn to Hanson for answers. He was lost, fatigued, and weary of being wary. After Mildred's arrest and detention a few days ago, Jeremy paid her a visit in the cell and although her bail was quite cheap, he decided that she would handle it herself. Mildred had nothing to tell him, her story was twisted and he knew she was simply lying to save face. Jeremy skipped breakfast and went to the office, he had a few things to sort out before he returned to Hanson to get briefed on the Sinclair issue. So far, the homeless man was still at large. Although Jeremy had said that he didn't want to put him in trouble, he had still driven past the Sinclair firm more than thrice, hoping to see him, but the alley was empty and there was no sign of him anywhere. At noon, was still at the office, his tray of lunch before him after Bob ins
A Billionaire's Conundrum Chapter eighty three
Jeremy was shocked to hear him say that, but he schooled his facial expression and did not give away his surprise. He simply shrugged, "What do you want?" He asked with a nasty glare. Eugene tossed a piece of paper at him but Jeremy did not make any move to grab it from the table. "That's something for a man like you, get it and stay off the case." He said and nodded at the cheque. That was when Jeremy stretched to pick it up. It was a check for 500 million dollars. He laughed at a loud and boisterous sound. Then he turned to the man and shook his head, "If you think that a few dollars will take me off the case then maybe you're more stupid than I have you credit for," he blurted. "How dare you talk to me in that manner?! Do you know what it means to be the lord of the Jason family?" Eugene asked, angry. Jeremy smiled, he had done his research, he knew that a new lord was being appointed after the former had passed on many years ago. The pictures of the new lord were nowhere to b
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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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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
