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Revenge of The Furtive Billionaire Heir 114. Wallet.
Everything is swell, except for one fact.I had forgotten my wallet.Of all the stupid things in the world, forgetting my wallet on this specific day was not on my agenda. Everything monetary is in my wallet, including the cards for the subway passes. I had no other money on my person because I had not even bought lunch today.Instead, I cooked in the morning, attempting to master the talent.That’s when it dawns on me, that I’ve probably left my wallet on the kitchen counter.I can’t help but slap a hand on my face with a groan. I don’t know what to do now. My friends were all gone, so I could not borrow some money from them.What am I supposed to do now? It’s quite a dilemma.I won’t really risk trying to sneak in a bus, and there’s no way any driver would let me ride free. I had the worse luck on the best days, so there’s no way I’m going to risk being humiliated by a bus driver on top of it all.So, that leaves one logical course of action to follow.I sigh and give Laurent a call
Revenge of The Furtive Billionaire Heir 115. My Bullies
On one hand, I could stay and confront him about this stalking of his. But there’s no one around to help me in case Talon tries to do something drastic, and while I don’t believe that he would try to kill me or anything, I really don’t want to get in a fight on campus grounds yet again.And so ,I did the best thing I could think of. I turn and start to walk away.I know that I should keep to the outer section of the campus because Gerald would be driving by the road to pick me up, and there are people present in case Talon attempts something. I try to make myself look inconspicuous enough because I don’t want anyone to think I’m acting suspiciously. Previous experience had shown that this will not work in my favor. And so, I walked, trying my hardest to be nonchalant, putting a spring in my step and shoving my hands in my pockets, the very essence of a chill dude going home after a long day at the university.I look over my shoulder after walking a couple of yards, and sure enough, I
Revenge of The Furtive Billionaire Heir 116. One and only.
The man starts at me, his fist raised in a punch.If it had been before his expulsion, I would’ve thought that whatever Stone was about to do to me would knock me out flat on my ass. But thanks to Adrenaline Rush, I could now see how bad his form was. Before, what he lacked in technique, he made for with strength. He was unfairly tall and had the muscle mass to suit his height. When confronted with that, anyone my size would cower.But now I am different. Now, I know how to fight.So I use his lack of balance to my advantage and target the opposite of side he was leaning towards. Instead of a punch, I swerved to the side and kicked him, right above his hips with speed behind my move. With a surprised yell, he had been shoved away from his intended path, barely regaining his balance.He whips towards me with surprise evident on his features, and I shrug.“I learned a thing or two since we last met,” I told him, “you still got time to turn and leave me alone, and I won’t kick your ass i
Revenge of The Furtive Billionaire Heir 117. Lemon
I cannot help the incredulous laugh that falls off my lips as I blink at him, trying to get my vision clearer and clearer. My throat still hurts too much to talk, but there are a million questions swirling in my head. I feel like I just might explode if I don’t get the answers for them soon.Lemon is here. How bizarre is that? In my psyche, Lemon is associated with New Yoke, being the general life of the party, the young and genius boy who does bartending for a living and colors his hair a million times to suit his whims. He’s certainly a character, but a character who belongs in the big apple.So, what the hell is he doing here?“Dude, I need you to start from the beginning,” I tell him, trying to make heads and tails, “what are you doing here?”He pouts exaggeratedly, “aw, Jace, I thought you guys would be happy to see me here. Thought we became buddies after I saved your butt from being pummeled at my bar!”I sputter, “of course, I didn’t mean to imply otherwise, I just-“Then the
Revenge of The Furtive Billionaire Heir 118: Mafia?
“Coraline!”“Lemon!”The said individuals collide in an exuberant hug, laughing their hearts out. At one point, Lemon raises Coraline off the ground and spins her.“Oh, my god!” Coraline cackles as she is set on the ground, “I really missed you, which is strange-““Considering how we only hung out for like three days forever ago, I know!” Lemon added, finishing the sentiment, “what can I say? I was bored of New York and thought I’d try to find more luck on the west coast.”“Oh, wow, you really just left New York like that, huh,” Coraline chuckles shaking her head, “How’d you run into Jace anyway?”“Oh, I was just gallivanting around Empire city when I saw him fleeing this huge ass dude,” Lemon confides, “and so I decided that I should give an old friend a hand.”Upon hearing that, Coraline whips her head at me, concern clear on her features, “Jace?!”“Um, yeah, so apparently, Stone and his lackeys still hadn’t forgiven me for ‘getting them expelled,” I cannot help but use my fingers t
Revenge of The Furtive Billionaire Heir 119. Missing Girl.
Once we entered the police station, we were taken to the office of the senior detective who was now handling our case, a Mr. Hank Reverend.Hank Reverend is leaning on his desk, staring at a board with various pictures of evidence pinned on it, and some of the pins connected with red strings. He doesn’t even notice us entering until the officer accompanying us tells him, “Sir, these are the statement witnesses of the shooting case number 7.”Detective Reverend slowly turns towards us, eyes scanning us quickly. He is a tall man, rail thin, and dressed in a crumpled suit with his batch attached to a chain over his shirt. He had two days’ worth of stubble growing over his cheeks and bloodshot eyes. Greasy dark hair fell over his eyes, and he had a permanent scowl.He did look very much like a stereotypical detective one would see in a gritty crime drama.Oh, joy.“Good evenin’,” he inclines his head after nodding to himself, “My name’s Hank Reverend and I’ve been put in charge of the sh
Revenge of The Furtive Billionaire Heir 120. Once again.
“This is insane,” I mutter, “what the…do you have any idea why this persona has been stalking us?! Across the frickin country no less?”I question, feeling my voice shiver. Not even when I was being pursued by the bullies did, I feel like this! Because with the bullies I knew who was after me. I knew what they wanted to do, and I was ready to counter it because I knew them. I knew what it was like to deal with them.But this…except for Talon’s little ambush plan, I’ve never been stalked before. I’ve never had anyone follow me like this in order to take pictures of me and pin them to a wall in an apartment where a dead body is found.“Detective,” Coraline’s shaky voice joins, “can you tell what this might mean for us?”Oh, God, Coraline. It wasn't me who had become a target. She was in this with me as well. Judging by the pictures in front of us, the number of photos the stalker has of Coraline surpasses my own. She’s literally everywhere, and anyone could see who the stalker had been
Revenge of The Furtive Billionaire Heir 121. Psycho
Coraline is as pale as a ghost when we make it out of the police department. She sways as if she's just about to faint, and I find myself supporting her frame by putting my arm around her. I wonder if I’m overstepping, but Coraline shoots me a watery smile, and I realize this isn’t something she doesn’t want.Silently we make our way to the car in the CCPD parking lot, and I ask Laurent to take us home.I do not think either of us would be able to get any work done today. So, I message an SOS to Gerald and ask him to meet us at my father's estate so we could discuss this and what we have to do about it.“Jace,” asks Coraline when Laurent takes the car out of the parking lot. I turn to her, noticing that she’s cushioned her head on my shoulder. Even though my whole body feels like it’s been dumped in ice water, from where Coraline is leaning on me, I feel warm.I’m very grateful for that. My heart skips a beat.“Yeah?”“What are we going to do about it?” she questions in the same quiet
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