Badass in Disguise (Shadow) novel Chapter 273

Chapter 273

My cliff–side villa overlooked the Black Sea, its modernist architecture Jutting dramatically from the rocky coastline. Floor–to–ceiling windows wrapped around the structure, and the setting sun painted everything in deep orange and gold.

1 rose on tiptoes for the iris scan. The system hummed as it processed my

“Welcome home, master,” the Al house system announced, its voice echoing through the empty space.

The lights came on sequentially, and I heard the soft whir of cleaning robots activating throughout the house. The air filtration system kicked in, clearing out the staleness.

“Home sweet home,” I murmured, stepping inside.

The villa was exactly as I’d left it–minimalist furnishings and state–of–the–art technology.

I moved directly to the elevator at the center of the house, leaning in for another iris scan. ‘Basement level one, I commanded.

The

elevator descended smoothly. When the doors opened, I stepped into my personal vault. The walls were lined with safety deposit boxes of various sizes, each requiring iris authentication.

I went to the largest box and opened it, retrieving my black card–untraceable, unlimited, and accepted anywhere in the world. Next to it lay my old medical license with the name “Dr. Blackwell” and my photo, I tossed it into my bag.

“Basement level two,” I said, returning to the elevator.

The second basement level housed my vehicle collection-

-a gleaming array of supercars and limited–edition models that would make Chase Astor weep with joy. Lamborghinis, Bugattis, Koenigseggs, McLarens–each more rare and valuable than the last.

I pulled out my phone and snapped photos of the collection, sending them to Chase with a simple message: “Pick one for your birthday.”

The response was immediate–a video call I answered to see Chase’s face, his eyes wide with disbelief.

“Holy fucking shit, Jade!” he practically screamed. “Where the bell is this?”

I watched as he jumped off his bed and ran to his closet, frantically searching for clothes.

overseas,” I said simply.

Chase froze. “Which country? I’m coming!”

“The cars,” I redirected him. “Want one or not?”

“Of course! Are you going to buy me one or…” he trailed off, uncertain.

I raised an eyebrow. “Give you one. This is my garage.”

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Chapter 273

“YOUR GARAGE?” His voice hit a pitch I didn’t think possible for a male. “Jade, will you marry me? I’m serious. We can do it right now. I’ll

get on a plane

“If you don’t shut up and pick a car, I’ll hang up,” 1 threatened mildly.

Chase composed himself

ed himself with visible effort. The gunmetal gray Koenigsegg. No, wait–the matte black McLaren. No! The-

“You have ten seconds.”

“The blue Bur

Bugatti! Final answer!”

I nodded. ‘It’ll be delivered next week.”

I ended the call and selected a sleek gray Lamborghini for myself. “Have this brought up, I instructed the robotic attendant.

“Yes, master,” it replied, rolling toward

“Basement level three.”

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