The One True Billionaire's Heir

Chapter Seventy-nine

Chapter 79

Davidson pulled the suitcase out from under the bed. Placing it on the center table hurriedly, he unlocked the suitcase. He laughed in delight as he beheld the mints of euros still as crisp as the day the Mafia had given them.

Just then, the door flung open. Davidson closed the box hurriedly, his hands going quickly behind his back in alert. But it was only Franrigo.

“Damn Rigo, knock”

“Dovrei bussare? (I should knock?). Are you high again, Davidson? We share this room”

“Please, endeavor to lock the doors”, he said, mimicking Franrigo's accent. “And don't be a pain in the ass.”

Franrigo ignored him, his attention on the locks. He drew the little rods and clipped them, ensuring the door was tight before diverting his attention from the door to Davidson and the suitcase on the table.

“What are you doing, Davidson?”

Davidson had a wide, excited smile on his face.

“You see this, Franrigo?”, he said, waving a stack of euros at Franrigo.

“You see this? And this”

“What is your po