Billionaire's Bounty Cost Of Love And Revenge novel Chapter 134

and learing Back in my chair. “To what is the g

“The wire light on glasantries, on playful baton was in role

Shad. Sering suburtis, the malla, human trafficking, it was a mess. And now hearing his voice, the stranded mere real

“hats” atented was going to dig into myself, but i didn’t expect you to call me directly”

to meet your help, s. Someone’s setting me up. The pictures, the recordings, all of it’s fake need to find out who’s behind ”

(twirled a pen betaven my fingers as Asher spoke, my mind already running through possible leads

But then I dipped, edged with something I wasn’t used to hearing from him, conce

Whoever’s behind this isn’t just some hacker or corporate mual. They’re connected to the mafa

1stopped wiring the pen. “The mafia”

“Yes. And if they find our you’re looking into this, they won’t think twice about shutting you up.”

scoffier leaning back in my chair “Oh, come on, Ash. You think this is the first time we dug into something dangerous? I know how to handle myself”

“Sunt just another story, tabela,” he pressed. “These people aren’t politicians wormed about re–election or CEOs afraid of bad press. They make people disappear

A flicker of use crept into my chest, but i shoved it down. “Then I guess better find them before they find me,” I said lightly, forcing a stick into my

tome.

“Rouchate to admit, that’s exactly what I’m afraid of

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“Okay,” I said. “But what do I get in return?”

There was a pause. “Money, Name your price.”

I laughed, shaking my head. “Come on, Ash, you know me better than that. I don’t need your money.”

“Then what?”

I grinned, though he couldn’t see it. “Coffee.”

“Coffee?” he repeated, sounding caught off guard,

“Yes, You and me, sitting down like normal people, catching up. No scandals, no FBI breathing down your neck. Just coffee,”

“Isabella-”

“Unless you’re scared of a little caffeine and conversation?” I teased.

He let out a breath. “Fine. Coffee. But I need answers fast.”

“You’ll get them,” I promised. “I’ll call you once I have something.”

As I hung up, I stared at my phone for a moment, then let out a breath.

Mafia, huh?

Well, this just got interesting.

I spun my chair back around, cracked my knuckles, and got to work.

I pulled up my private contacts list and made the first call. “Dante, it’s Isa. I need a favor. Someone’s planting fake evidence, pictures, recordings, the works. I need to know who’s behind it.”

“That’s a tall order,” Dante replied. “You got anything to go on?”

“Sterling Industries. Asher Sterling’s the target.”

A low whistle came through the receiver. “Damn. That’s big. You sure you want to get involved?”

“I wouldn’t have called if I wasn’t sure.”

“Alright,” Dante said. “Give me a few hours. I’ll see what I can dig up.”

I made three more calls after that, each to people who owed me favors, each to someone who knew how to find the things that weren’t meant to be found.

By the time I leaned back in my chair again, exhaustion tugged at me, but adrenaline kept me sharp. This was what I lived for. The chase, the puzzle, the satisfaction of uncovering the truth.

And maybe, just maybe, I wanted to help Asher more than I was willing to admit.

I grabbed my coat and headed for the door. Tomorrow, I’d meet him for coffee. But tonight, I was going to find the answers he needed.

Asher’s POV

The drive home felt different tonight. For the first time in days, the weight on my shoulders felt a little lighter.

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Talking to Janine had given me the reassurance I needed, and Isabella, well, she was the best at what she did. If anyone could uncover the truth, it was her.

I just had to hope she would be careful. The people we were up against weren’t the kind to let things slide.

Still, as I pulled into the driveway, I allowed myself to breathe. Just for a moment.

Stepping into the house, the familiar scent of home wrapped around me, soothing in a way I hadn’t realized I needed. The soft clinking of dishes caught my attention, and I followed the sound to the kitchen.

Ivy stood at the counter, her back to me, stirring something on the stove. The golden light above cast a soft glow on her, making her look even more beautiful than usual.

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