The Billionaire's Secret Life

Chapter 97

After the business at the bar was over, Morel felt exhausted, "I'd better go back home and rest while I calm down."

He walked out of the VIP room with firm steps, leaving the commotion that had just taken place behind him. Outside, the night was getting late, the air was bone-chillingly cold, but Morel ignored it. When he got into his waiting car, the driver immediately started the engine and drove slowly down the almost empty city streets.

Morel sat quietly in the back seat, his head resting on the headrest, while his eyes stared blankly out the window. The glow of the streetlights between the shadows of the trees made the night feel even more sombre. His mind began to fill with various thoughts that kept coming up, hitting his consciousness one after another. Everything he had done tonight, all the decisions he had made, both right and wrong, swarmed his mind mercilessly.

Outside the window, the usually bustling city was now quiet and still. The neon lights twinkling in the distance