The Billionaire's Revenge

Chapter Seventy One

Gilead came out from the bathroom, a white towel tied around his waist and a small white one hanging from his neck. He was busy whistling his favorite tune, Canon De Major.

He kept whistling as he rubbed his body with lotion and got dressed for his evening stroll.

His doctor had told him that he had to do everything he could to keep his heart beating properly.

Gilead knew he was getting old but he didn't blame his heart condition on that. He blamed it on the fact that he had spent his entire life building a multi million dollars company. But whenever he sits down and thinks about what he earned from it, he couldn't help but be grateful.

His eyes lit up as he heard the door ringing. He smiled because he could tell that report was coming his way.

"Hello sir," Stephanie walked in.

"Yes, Stephanie. How are you?"

"I'm very well sir, how are you?"

"About to go for my evening stroll. Is everything alright?"

"Actually yes. But you have a guest downstairs and he says it's urgent."

"Al