All Chapters of The Billionaire's Detective: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

ROSEI quickly change into a pair of jeans and a tank top, then slip my gun into the pocket of the top. I personally had them design the trousers for me. Anyone who sees the pocket wouldn't even have the idea that there's anything in it, let alone a gun hiding in there.I cover my face properly with my cap, take my phone, and turn on the recorder before dipping it into the same pocket where I keep my gun.I barely get to the door when a gentle knock comes.My mind skips, but I still manage to compose myself. I'm meeting with a stranger whom I believe is impersonating Conrad, so I ought to be scared, but funny enough, I'm not. There's no way I'll let fear make me lose this golden opportunity. Who knows, I might find something related to Dante's missing child.I open the door only to see the same waiter guy standing there, holding a cup of coffee."Anything?" I ask him, but instead of replying, he smiles. God knows his character is getting me pissed, and I'm beginning to lose my cool.I

ROSEI inhale deeply as the cold water crawls repeatedly across my skin.It's evening already. I spent the entire afternoon looking for clues. Fortunately enough for me, I met an old college friend of mine who's a detective in LA, and he promised to help me find out about Lavender and her supposedly dead kid. In fact, he also said he's been curious about the way the detectives all died. He had wanted to investigate, but the police boldly told him it's not his duty to; that even the families of the deceased aren't worried about it. Somehow, I couldn't help but think this person in question has connections with the police. I couldn't say it to him because it's against the law to accuse a fellow officer without evidence, so I didn't say it in his hearing, but in my heart, I was convinced.We did some digging together, and somehow we managed to find out that Lavender went to see the same guy who has been helping her carry out all the deeds.The guy in question is a ruthless gangster who i

CONRAD"Don't let her words get to you, Conrad. Nothing of the sort happened or will ever happen!" Rose blurts, staring deeply into my soul. How much I've missed those enchanting eyes."I know I messed up in the past, but I'm a changed person now. I've been pleading, Rose. I've spent years praying and waiting for you to take me back," I mutter, walking closer to her."Take you back to where? Don't even think about it... My life turned out this way because of you. If you hadn't placed that stupid bet on me, then none of this would have happened. I wouldn't have met that monster who ruined my life. And you dare ask for forgiveness? You must be dreaming if you think I'll ever forgive you," she blurts, then turns to walk away, but I quickly grab her hands, preventing her from leaving."You have every right to be mad at me. I won't blame you. But regardless of what my aunt said..." I pause."What did your aunt say? I've told you already... don't take it to heart. My girl isn't yours. She's

CONRAD"Boss... welcome, how did it go?" David, my right-hand man, greets as he follows closely.I open my mouth to say something, but unfortunately, only air escapes my lungs. How do I start telling them that the lady I'm meant to kill is the same lady I've been dying to have my whole life? Aunt Lavender really messes with me."Boss, are you okay?" he further asks. I nod my head indicating yes. I'm having second thoughts about telling him what happened. My aunt has literally turned half of the men into hers overnight. I don't complain earlier because I think it's normal, but now I'm beginning to see the game she's been playing.The fact that she sends one of my men to meet Rose without my permission says a whole lot. Being my aunt doesn't give her the right to act on impulse.She knows so well who it is but still refuses to let me kill her. Isn't that cruel? She wants mine dead while I've lived my whole life trying to keep hers safe. I've spent years killing innocent detectives whom

ROSE"Do you plan on telling me how it happened, or did you just call me here to waste my time?" I ask Conrad, who won't stop staring at me."Will you be mad if I tell you I called to stare at you?" He winks. Bold of him to think that shit still works on me. Back then, I used to go ga-ga each time he winked at me, but not anymore."Then I'll gladly leave." I stand up, attempting to walk out, but he grabs my hand, making me sit."If you don't cooperate with me, I might just have to play the lovey-dovey game with you, and guess what? People are watching us." I know what he's capable of; he wouldn't mind disgracing us."I never planned on cooperating with you, but I will, just so you don't disgrace me," I mutter."Thank God you know I'm capable of doing what I just said. It's no big deal." I feel the urge to laugh but still hold back. There's nothing funny, at least not with Conrad."You promised to tell me everything I need to know about your aunt and her supposed dead kid. I'm here now