The Poor Billionaire's Revenge.

Chapter 110

Maxwell and Mirabella had just gotten home. They had planned to sort things out by themselves with the police so it wouldn't escalate to the public, but just when they got into the house, Grandpa cautioned them, holding his phone in his hand.

“What in the heavens name is happening, Maxwell? What is this rubbish I see online?” Grandpa asked casually.

“I can explain." Maxwell said, but as he wanted to speak, Mirabella jumped in and blamed the whole incident on herself.

“I caused it, grandpa. He didn't want to go there, but the lady told me that she was dying, so I asked him to go. See, we have our evidence against them.”.

Maxwell turned to face her in shock.

"Yes, I have my evidence. There's a small chip on your wristwatch. I know you didn't notice it. I kept it there for a reason. I smelled something was wrong, and when you told me Vickie was not a clean person, I decided to add that chip to record everything, and I am glad I did. She pulled the chip from his wristwatch and played i