The One True Billionaire's Heir

Chapter Sixty- eight

Chapter 68

Andrea sat behind his room table. The lights were put off and the only source of illumination was the blue light from the screen. An open Samsung laptop lay on his tabletop, records of bank statements lined up on the screen, arranged chronologically. He relaxed back on his office chair, hands behind his head. A rock glass stood beside the personal computer, its content a colourless liquid, quite as clear as pure water. The expensive wine bottle was on the ground, leaning on a table leg. Andrea took the glass, sipping its content. A phone call came through his iPhone.

Not bothering to look at the device, he picked it from his airpods.

“Hello?”

“Hey babe”, Sasha's voice came from over the phone.

Andrea's expression changed.

“What do you want?”

“Come on babe”, Sasha said, a little taken aback by his cold reply.

“What's up? I have missed you . You've been gone for weeks and you aren't even picking my calls.”

“I've been busy”. Andrea let out a low huff and rolled his eyes.

“Bu