The Over Night Secret Billionaire

Fake Mourning

It has been a few days since Darren started working for the family and finally the day of the party. He looked at himself through the mirror and sighed, adjusting his clothes.

Hoping he wouldn’t cause a scene, and he would be able to get through it smoothly, he walked out of his room, his steps suddenly came to a halt when he saw Nora, who flared her nose and moved closer to him.

“No mistake, grandma loves perfection, and you should be able to deliver that, we are not paying you a huge amount of money to mess up.”

“I have heard you.” he replied curtly and walked away from her. He went inside the grand hall and was shocked at the massive number of people who had come for the party.

The smile on their faces and how they chatted did nothing but anger him, wondering how no one cared about Mr. Reeve's death, not even his family. His hands were fisted beside him as he swore to exact his revenge and get to the root of the matter.

“Is that your job?” he suddenly heard the voice of grandm