THE BILLIONAIRE HEIRESS’ REVENGE のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 81 - チャプター 90

James walked very fast through the corridor and knocked very loud in front of the huge wooden door. There were two men standing guard there and they greeted him."The boss is... busy," the guard tried to make James understand."I know what you mean by busy, I pick his girls for Christ's sake," James replied and knocked again. It wasn't very long when Michael also appeared in the corridor."James, what's up?" Michael greeted."I am good, where are you going?" James asked Michael. He looked at Michael's shoes and clothes, they were brand new."Was going to fool around with some female friends? Want to Join?" Michael offered."Hell nah. The FBI is on our turf. They are in New Orleans," James said.Michael's eyes went wide. "Did you just mean the Federal Bureau of Investigation?" He asked again."How many FBIs do we have? Do we have Fish Banking and insurance? No dumbo, we have the fucking FBI on our turf! So now, we have to be careful with the way we act," James said.He turned back to t

"Are you serious?" Michael exclaimed. "The boss wants to talk to Audrey?" He drove the novel he was reading to the floor."So you think I am just making things up? Get your ass out of that chair and get ready. We are going out with the boss, he wants to talk to Audrey," James said."Talk about dumb luck," Michael mumbled.James brought out a lollipop and he discarded the wrappings. He looked at the pink candy for a while, as if he was reconsidering taking it or not.Well, a cruel fate awaited the candy. It would first be dissolved in his mouth, go down to his stomach where the stomach juices will churn it, and vice versa.A cruel fate indeed."You know, Audrey can't see me, right? She hates me. And if she knows I am involved with the boss, she might just break his heart—""Break the boss's heart? Impossible, he will chase her to the ends of the Earth if possible. He doesn't give up easily," James scoffed."Exactly, what about Iryna? What about her punishment?" Michael was desperate.J

The air-conditioner in the office made a low rumbling sound. It was crying out for maintenance but it wasn't getting any sooner.Kynes sat at a table in the corner, a lamp overhead. There was no one but him in the office since it was very late.Kynes studied the files on Iryna Gallagher and he tutted.She was just some normal rich kid that had apparently inherited her riches from her father who owned big shares in one of the top organizations in the country.He found it odd that an airhead (the way he saw Iryna) didn't really go public.Most girls her age would have taken to the gram, although she had a few pictures still, she was normal, and everything was clean.Lucien Pellisier, her bodyguard, was a man who had served in the army, two tours in Vietnam and one in Afghanistan. He left the army more than thirty years old and served Iryna's father since then. He could have been crowned a country hero, Kynes thought.Instead, he chose to babysit the heiress. Must have been paid first fi

Iryna nestled with Reynold on the sofa.He felt warm and strong against her. His warmth almost made her forget that she had declared war with another gang."Still remember the first time I saw you, blonde hair and suit in a meeting of CEOs," Iryna said.She didn't get a reply from Reynold, except for the sound of his gentle breathing. His breath smelled nice, a mixture of mints and something near strawberry."Those blue eyes were something I won't forget, even looking up at—" Iryna looked up to see that Reynold's eyes were closed.The drugs the caretaker had given induced sleep so that his body could heal. He had graduated from the wheelchair to a walking stick in no time, for someone who had cracked his back.The doctor had said he was lucky because of the seatbelt and the quick deployment of the airbag. Or else his back would have not been the only thing shattered when he was flung out of his car.Iryna remained in his company a little longer. Even though he was asleep, she was enjo

"Hello, Mr celebrity—oh? I am sorry, ex-celebrity," Kynes said as Michael lowered his window.Michael gritted his teeth. What kind of silly joke was it?"Old news, what are you? Who are you? Why are you stopping my car?" Michael questioned. He noticed that some men had gotten out of the other vehicles and were now standing around his car.Kynes laughed. It was obvious Michael hadn't recognized him. "It seems you have problems recognizing people we have met before?" He said to Michael.Michael frowned his face. "Look, I don't know who you are, you have got the wrong person alright? Let me just go and I will forget about all this," Michael assured them.Who were these people? Michael pondered."Weren't you, 'grizzling' a man with your friend this week?" Kynes asked.Michael remained calm for some minutes. His eyes flew widely."You are that cop, yeah, I remember you," Michael said. "Wait, are you trying to arrest me because of what I did? I didn't break any law? There wasn't a curfew an