005: DOPPELGANGER

MYSTERIOUS BILLIONAIRE — POV

I stepped out of my car and walked into the Rozzo mansion, my long strides naturally drawing eyes.

“Oh my, welcome,” Rosa said, flashing her usual fake smile as she approached with a gift in her hands.

I didn’t return the smile. I didn’t take the gift either.

“My mother is dead,” I said coldly. “You’re just a whore who climbed her way up the ladder.”

Her eyes flared, but she forced a smile.

“You shouldn’t say that,” she cooed.

Footsteps echoed.

“Mind how you talk to my mother!” Alistair barked, rushing toward me.

I arched a brow. Even he wasn’t worth the dirt on my shoes.

I shoved him aside without effort.

“Mum, stop shouting at brother like that!” Sabrina yelled, stepping out of her car with a scowl.

Rosa’s eyes burned with fury.

“He is not your biological brother,” she snapped. “Stop calling him that!”

A chuckle slipped from my lips.

“Dirty whore,” I muttered. “Finally showing your true nature.”

Footsteps approached again

Harold Rozzo.....My father. The man I despised most.

“Speak to your mother with respect,” he ordered.

I laughed.

“Mother?” I repeated, as if the word itself disgusted me.

I walked past him without another glance and stopped when I saw him.

Grandfather. The only reason I had ever returned.

He was the reason I had left here to china all those years ago… and the reason I was dragged back now.

At least China had been free of family conspiracies. But now that I was back, I would make use of my arrival.

“Grandpa,” I called, stepping forward.

His walking stick pressed firmly against my stomach, stopping me mid-step.

“Is that how you greet your grandson?” I asked with a smirk.

He clicked his tongue in displeasure.

“You arrived first,” he grunted. “Yet you went to a school instead of coming home. To pick up your sister?”

Sabrina hurried over, wrapping her arms around my waist.

“Come on,” she said sweetly. “He wanted to see me. He’s ignored my calls and messages for years, I deserve that much.”

Grandpa Eugene sighed, both amused and annoyed.

“The party is over,” he snapped. “Guests waited almost an hour. They all left.”

He jabbed his walking stick at me.

“Outrageous.”

I chuckled and followed him inside, ignoring the glare my dear father shot me. I wasn’t in the mood.

Behind us, Rosa grabbed Sabrina’s arm.

“Brother?” Sabrina protested, yanking herself free. “He is my brother.”

She gritted her teeth to spat out words but the look my Father gave Rosa made her laugh softly.

“He is,” she agreed.

I placed my hand on Grandpa’s shoulder. “How about dinner?A token of my gratitude on how you dragged me back all the way here!”

He shrugged me off. “Why should I?”

I was about to reply.....

Then I froze.

A woman walked down the stairs.

Black pencil skirt. Tailored suit jacket.

Brown hair. Hazel eyes. Full lips. Soft lashes.

My gaze darkened.

She looked identical to the girl I’d seen at Sabrina’s college.

Yet… she wasn’t her.

I felt it.

“Hello,” she said, flashing me a bright smile.

I tore my gaze away.

“Welcome, Susie,” Grandpa said warmly.

She took his hand, squeezing gently, but her eyes lingered on me, shy and flushed.

I shot her a cold glare.

“How’s your health, Grandpa?” she asked softly.

“Good,” he chuckled.

“Oh—before I forget,” she added. “This is for you.”

Her assistant stepped forward with a leather box.

“Cinnamon leaves,” she explained. “They’re good for the lungs and overall health.”

Grandpa laughed, pleased, taking the gift and nudging my stomach with his elbow.

I gave him a cold look.

“This is Devon,” he announced. “My grandson. CEO of FinTech Constructions.”

She turned and smiled at me but I looked down at my watch.

“You should get to know each other,” Grandpa said pointedly.

“Su—”

A sharp grunt escaped me.

“I’ll see you later, Grandpa,” I said, walking away before he could guilt-trip me into staying.

My assistant caught up quickly.

“Miss Susie… could she be the one-?”

I cut him off with a raised hand.

They looked alike: hair, eye color, features, but the difference was obvious.

The girl at the school…I had thought she was another attention-seeker until she thanked me and walked away, like I didn’t exist.

Her eyes had burned with anger and exhaustion.

But Susie?

She smiled too much, wanted attention. Sought approval.

Different.

“Find everything,” I ordered quietly. “Every detail about the girl who called me uncle.”

He stiffened.

“Boss… are you interested in her?” Hardin asked cautiously. “She seemed suspicious. What if she’s after something?”

I stopped walking.

A spy?

Could she know about my plans?

My gaze sharpened.

“Dig deeper,” I said coldly. “Leave nothing untouched.”

I walked on.

Anyone would mistake that girl and Susie for twins.

Or worse.....

A doppelgänger.

This wasn’t coincidence. Something was hiding beneath it all.

I turned slightly, my gaze slicing into Rosa’s eyes.

She flinched.

“…Interesting.”