Revenge of The Furtive Billionaire Heir

221. Wilkens

As if someone had played pause on the outside world as soon as the two men in black appeared, because the moment they get into the car, reverses out, turn, moves in the opposite direction, and disappears at the end of the road, Gerald, Lemon, and Mal all come running towards me.

“Jace!” Lemon calls out as soon as he sees me, and I jump, whipping my whole body toward where his voice had come from.

I blink at the three frantic-looking men before asking, “Did you just see that?”

“See what?” Gerald questions, “You ran out of the building, and we followed you here only to see you gawking at the road like it personally wronged you and had the audacity to deny it.”

“You didn’t see the car and the two guys who looked like they walked out of a Men in Black set?!” I demand, “Also if you had been following me after I exited the building, what took you so long to get here?”

“Too long? It’s barely been a minute!” Mal exclaims, “Look, man, are you alright? You’re acting much too weird.”

“Is it the