Revenge of The Furtive Billionaire Heir

140. Trouble.

I’m sitting in the garden under a nice, shady canopy from a perennial with my laptop in front of me when I get interrupted.

“Well, fancy seeing you here alone. Where’s your better half?” Lemon’s voice calls me as he approaches me, bouncing off his feet like usual. I raise my eyes from the laptop screen in order to acknowledge his presence, as he grins sunnily at me. Sometimes, I wonder where the heck the dude keeps all this energy from. It’s nearly 08:00 PM in the night, and he looks like he just rolled out of bed after a good night’s sleep, ready to go raring to enjoy his day.

“Coraline had to go visit her parents after work. She said she will be here shortly. I send Laurent off with her for protection.”

“Oh, right, you still got a stalker on your tail. I haven’t heard of him recently, so I thought that problem was sorted.”

“No, not really. He's just missing at the moment, that’s all. The police told us to be as careful as possible, which is what we’re doing now.”

“I see,” he takes a